I didn’t want to turn around.
I ran. I ran out of Vault 111, down the winding path past Sanctuary Hills, through the ruined cul-de-sac where my neighbor Mr. Summers used to water his azaleas. I didn’t stop until I reached the Red Rocket truck stop, gasping, leaning against the rusted fuel pumps.
The first few hours were a blur of radroaches and existential dread. I stumbled through Vault 111’s corpse-littered corridors, my pip-boy beeping a cheerful welcome. When I reached the vault door, the hydraulic seal groaned open, and the Commonwealth hit me like a feral ghoul’s fist: gray, unforgiving, and smelling of rust and rain. fallout 4 see your body in first person mod
The pip-boy beeped one last time. Resolution: Both are true. And then the screen went dark.
Your lips are moving, but I can’t hear the words. You’re screaming something about Shaun. The glass of the pod is fogging up from your breath. No—wait. That’s not your breath. That’s frost. Because you’re not in the pod anymore. You’re outside it, looking in. I didn’t want to turn around
I found my husband’s body first. Still in his pod. Frozen in a silent scream. I swallowed the lump in my throat. Then I turned to the other pods.
Pod number 6. My pod. It was still closed, frost blooming across the glass like digital ivy. Through the rime, I could see a shape. A woman. Brown hair, matted. Blue Vault suit. A wedding ring on a limp hand. Summers used to water his azaleas
I staggered back. My pip-boy flickered. On its tiny green screen, my heart rate spiked to 180. And then, for no reason, a new entry appeared in my inventory:
“You’re in the wrong head, Nora. This one’s mine.”
Dogmeat was there. Wagging his tail. Tongue out. Happy to see me.