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Not all stories are about heroes, fights or adventures, some are stories of unfortunate people, who end up in a different world from the old one, where they will have to deal with the harsh reality of the contaminated area!

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CHAPTER 8: Honest work

so 4,000 caps, I have to find a well-paid job I think then, better start asking around, so I got dressed and after saying goodbye to Frank I went around the city, asking for various activities for a job, but I only received refusals, then at Third rail the bartender told me that they were looking for help at the Rexford hotel, so I walked towards it, once I got there I went straight to the counter asking a woman at the counter if they needed help, she looked me up and down with her eyes and said

CHAPTER 7: You again?!

a strong light wakes me up, still dazed I try to get up, but I feel my body immobilized, I look around and realize that I am once again in the laboratory! I try to wriggle, I scream but there's nothing to do, it's all happening again like the last time, I see the door open and both men in lab coats enter the room, one of them says to me "how long, last time we were late, but not this time, we'll be able to recover the sample" then turning to the other man "let's start the checks, we don't h

CHAPTER 6: the harsh reality of the commonwealth!

once inside the house, we don't find anyone, everything is silent, you can only hear a noise coming from Frank's office, Frank takes out the rifle and signals me to follow him, we go up the stairs and enter his office, inside everything is in disarray, chairs on the floor, table overturned and all the contents of the drawers scattered on the floor... suddenly I feel something pressing on my back, and a voice tells me "stop, don't you dare screw up or I'll put a hole in your back!" pushing

CHAPTER 1: Wasteland new start

I never cared much about my life before entering this vault, I had a normal life, I had a normal job, a normal house, I never thought I would end up like this, sometimes I think about what would have happened to me if I hadn't agreed to enter here, I probably would have died because of the bombs, so thinking about it, at least, now I'm alive... It was a normal day, I had finished my work and going back home, I saw a letter in the mailbox, on which was printed a logo, by now all of america k
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