text: [Themes: fan fiction, supernatural]
  
  A ray of light slipped through the curtains as the sun began to rise, motes of dust spiraling through the beam. The orange, cat-like eyes of Geralt the Witcher snapped open, his reactions faster than any normal man, the familiar, raven-haired form of his lover Yennefer beside him. Geralt placed his feet on the floor, careful not to wake her.
  
  He walked across the rug of his Toussant home to the door, when he noticed a letter had been pushed underneath it. In one fluid motion, he bent down, picked it up and began to read:
  
  "To my dear friend Geralt,
  
  You must come to Kaer Morhen as soon as possible. As I write this, Ciri is lying in bed in a coma as she has lost a lot of blood. Lambert, Eskel and I are doing everything in our power to keep her alive.
  
  From Dandelion"
  
  Geralt was now fully awake. Ciri's blood was of much more value than anyone's, so if someone had hurt his adoptive daughter, then they would not live to see the next sunrise. Quick as a flash, he placed on his padded Witcher armour and grabbed both his swords. Yennefer awoke, groggily.
  
  "Geralt, what are you doing?" she said, "You know I don't like to be awoken-"
  
  "Ciri's in Kaer Morhen," interrupted Geralt, "She's in danger."
  
  Instantly, Yennfer's black and white robes appeared on her through the aid of magic. She leaped up from the bed and raised both her hands, causing a yellow portal to materialise out of thin air. Geralt braced himself, closed his eyes, then ran through the portal, and Yennefer followed close behind...
  
  The freezing cold air hit Geralt's exposed face like fierce knives after the comforting warmth of his Toussant home. Yennefer and he were in the centre of a Castle's stone courtyard, situated in a valley surrounded by huge mountain peaks. The leaves in the pine forest below swayed from side to side, and a river ran all the way to a huge lake.
  
  Geralt and Yennefer ran together into the main keep of the Castle, known as Kaer Morhen. Their footsteps echoed through the vast, empty interior, and up the stairs until they reached the bedroom.
  
  As Geralt ascended the stairs, his superhuman sense of hearing, enhanced by mutations, picked up a conversation going on in the room. They were the voiced of Lambert and Eskel, two other Witchers, and the bard Dandelion, one of Geralt's oldest friends.
  
  "I can't believe she would do this to herself!" Came the high pitched voice of Dandelion, "She could have died!"
  
  "It's because she is obsessed with heroics," came the snide voice of Lambert, "As if we don't know where she got that side of her from."
  
  "It was her decision," said the voice of Eskel, "I know we all remember her as that little girl who trained in Kaer Morhen, but she's a grown woman now."
  
  Yennefer and Geralt burst into the bedroom. They saw the three men sitting in chairs, surrounded by tomes and books with titles like "The human body, a medic's guide" and "Supernaturals: Natural Remedies and Cure-alls". Ciri lay in bed, unconscious, her ashen hair around her face and her arm bandaged up with a dark red stain of blood. The room smelled strongly of alcohol; clearly, they had attempted to sterilise the wound.
  
  Yennefer immediately pushed past the others and placed a hand on Ciri's forehead. After about a minute, Yennefer spoke : "She's lost about one and a half litres of blood," she explained, "Her condition isn't worsening, and so long as we keep her stable she should be able to recover."
  
  Geralt breathed an inner sigh of relief.
  
  "Now," said Yennefer, her voice suddenly cold as ice, "I want you three to tell me exactly how the Hell you let this happen."
  
  Dandelion was the first to reply.
  
  "A few days ago, Ciri approached me and told me that she had to go to Kaer Morhen," he explained, "I asked her to elaborate, and she said that she needed ingredients for some kind of potion or something. I asked if she wanted me to come with her, and she agreed, though she wouldn't reveal exactly what it was she was doing. So we rode here on horseback, which is where Eskel and Lambert met us. We spoke for a while, then Ciri went downstairs to find the room with the substances she came here for and locked herself in. I waited outside in case she needed help with anything, when suddenly I hear her screaming. At first, I tried to knock the door down, but when I couldn't manage, I had Eskel and Lambert knock the door down instead. They found Ciri lying there, blood pouring out of her arteries into a huge cauldron, filled with herbs and monster claws and all sorts of other things. We took her here right away and tried to treat her as best we could, and as this was all happening so fast a wrote a letter to Geralt."
  
  "So she was trying to make some kind of potion using her blood," said Yennefer, "Taking into account the fact that she had to use her own blood, rather than someone else's, it is clear that she was not trying to make anything ordinary...she must have acquired the knowledge to make this potion from someone who knew a great deal about the magical properties of her blood..."
  
  "Excellent deduction, Yennefer," came a calm and measured voice from behind them. Geralt swiveled around, caught off guard; he should have sensed there was someone behind him. He found himself staring into the face of the elf Avallac'h.
  
  "You!" Says Lambert, "You were behind this?"
  
  Avallac'h was a mysterious elf who had, in the past, taken a great interest in Ciri's powerful blood. Ciri was a human, but she was also the descendent of an ancient and powerful elf, meaning her blood gave her a limited ability to travel between different parallel universes. Avallac'h had done experiments for centuries attempting to find out exactly how this power was used. It was clear to Geralt, at this point, that Ciri's current state had very much to do with Avallac'h's machinations. How did Geralt reply?
  
  > ask the two other Witchers and Dandelion why they didn't say Avallac'h was here
  "We didn't know he was here, Geralt," Says Dandelion.
  
  "I have my ways of moving unseen and unheard, if I so choose," explains the elf, "As perceptive as you Witchers are, the tricks of the Aen Elle can bypass even your enhanced senses, especially if your mind is on other things."
  
  > demand Avallac'h tell Geralt what has happened to Ciri
  "What has happened to Ciri?" Growled Geralt, "What twisted scheme have you told her to perform?"
  
  "I have told her to do nothing," said Avallac'h smoothly, "I simply provided her with some of my research and allowed her to draw her own conclusions from it. Zireael's actions were entirely her own." Zireael was Ciri's name in Elvish.
  
  "And what, pray tell, research was that?" Came the deceptively calm voice of Yennefer.
  
  Avallac'h looked impassively at them, his expression inscrutable. His gaze turned to a painting on a wall - it was of a Griffin, a great half eagle, half lion monster. The griffin was tearing into the flesh of a woman. A man looked on, weeping.
  
  "Do you know exactly how monsters came into this world?" Avallac'h asked.
  
  "Quit stalling," Geralt replied,"Just tell us what you tricked Ciri into doing."
  
  "In order to get the full picture," said Avallac'h, "The tale must be told in its entirety."
  
  Geralt's face betrayed no emotion; his mutations made his outward expressions appear emotionless and stoic. Yet inside he was burning with worry and anger. Nevertheless, he let Avallac'h continue; nothing would stop that elf giving his speeches once he got started.
  
  "Long ago," explained Avallac'h, "This universe used to be free of magic and monsters. Yet at some point in history, through circumstances that remain uncertain even to me, this universe crossed over with others in an event known as the Conjunction of the Spheres, allowing monsters such as griffins and basilisks into this reality. It also allowed peoples, such as us Aen Elle elves, into this world too. Though there used to be some speculation that humans may have entered this world from another, I have found evidence of human civilisation dating from well before the Conjunction occurred, showing that you humans are indeed native here."
  
  "And what does this have to do with Ciri?" Interjected Dandelion. Avallac'h ignored him, and continued.
  
  "The vast majority of the results of this Conjunction have been negative," explained Avallac'h, "Monsters such as griffins rampage through the world, killing both humans and native creatures alike. The ecosystems of this world are simply not adapted to such creatures, and the creatures know this on some level. We Aen Elle elves also wish to go back home, so I researched deeply into this problem in the hopes that I could fix it. And as it turns out, there is a way to do this. To send all these monsters back home, as well as pure-blooded elves such as myself. I managed to trace the source of the Conjunction to an event that happened in a single universe, far away from this one, and if we were able to access this universe, we could reverse the Conjunction and send all these people and creatures back to their home worlds. And this is where Zireael comes in; her blood, combined with some other things, has the ability to open up a portal to another universe, just for a few seconds. While this portal will not take a person directly to the world where the Conjunction began, it will take them to a universe where they can access this world. In other words, think of worlds as islands, and imagine the portals as bridges which connect these islands. Though I cannot take you directly to the correct islands, if I take you to a different island, you can follow these "bridges" until they take you to your destination."
  
  "So this was all just a plan for you to get home," said Geralt.
  
  "I would have thought you would be more receptive to this," said Avallac'h, "Surely, you tire of spending your life searching through rubbish heaps and sewers for monsters that have killed someone's child? Imagine what the world could look like, free of monsters. Ciri at least seems to have seen value in the idea."
  
  Geralt went over to Ciri, who still lay in a coma. Avallac'h was right; if Ciri knew about this, it would not take a lot of convincing for her to want to go to any lengths to carry this plan out. Ciri had seen, firsthand, what monsters could do to people, and she still blamed herself for the death of her Uncle Vesimir at the hands of one of the worst monsters of them all. She would probably have seen this as some kind of penance.
  
  "If anyone going to do this," said Geralt, "Then it will be me. I don't trust you enough to let you go in and mess things up, and I stand the best chance of doing this."
  
  "It is settled, then," said Avallac'h, "As soon as you are ready, I shall cast the spell and open the portal. The potion will remain good for about twenty seven hours, after which it shall spoil and we would have to take another 1.4 litres of blood from Ciri."
  
  "That's not going to happen," said Geralt.
  
  "After you enter," continued Avallac'h, "There is no telling what dangers you will face. I know you have faced much in your time here, but do bear in mind that the monsters in this world are considerably weaker than the ones who stayed in their own universe. As such, I would strongly recommend that you find as many ways as you can to improve your skills, because you will certainly need them."
  
  "I can help you with that," said Eskel, "I've been trying to track down the locations of Vesimir's old journals. They will probably have some information that will help you out. Lambert and Dandelion have also spent some of their time looking through the history of this place. Lambert wanted to look up some ancient Signs, and Dandelion was interested in finding out about the old legend books in this place, though we have spent so long by Ciri's bed that we haven't had any time to look for these things ourselves." Signs were basic magical spells used by Witchers to enhance their combat ability, as well as even influence minds.
  
  "I'll be able to take care of Ciri," replies Yennefer, "While your medical care has been just about adequate, I believe my spells will be much more effective and keeping her alive."
  
  "Wait," Said Geralt, "Doesn't Ciri have elven blood? Won't it send her to your realm?"
  
  "No," explained Avellac'h, "If the blood has been mixed with human blood, then this should not affect them. This also applies to any elves that have any kind of human ancestry at all."
  
  You have twenty seven hours before the potion wears out. You can choose to activate it now and open the portal, or you can explore the valley before you go. There is enough time for you to explore Kaer Morhen and find out some of its secrets, though you will not have enough time to visit more than six locations. Who did Geralt choose to help?[Themes: fan fiction, post-apocalyptic, war, science fiction]
  
  "James..It's coming."
  
  "Hold on."
  
  "James, it's coming now."
  
  "Damn it Catherine! You there! Help me get her ready."
  
  "Alright, push, push!"
  
  Blood was splattered everywhere. You have finally exited your mother's womb.
  
  "Look, Catherine! It's a beautiful baby girl."
  
  "Oh, wow. She looks just like you."
  
  "What should we name her?"
  
  "How about Scarlett?"
  
  "What a fine name."
  
  Catherine's heart rate increased.
  
  "James...something is wrong."
  
  "She's having a cardiac arrest! Get the baby out of here!" James shouted. "100 and 1, 100 and 2..."
  
  She didn't make it. They never do.
  
  [Author's Note: A game about my favorite video game ever. You play as a female, (so sorry to you males out there!) and observe the life of the Lone Wanderer. This is my first game, so tell me how I do? I may or may not make a sequel...It depends. ^-^ *A homage to my favorite video game.* [I do not own Fallout 3 or it's characters]]
  
  > Next
  "Wow, look at you. All grown up and walking." James said. "Daddy has to go somewhere. I'll be back in a bit. Stay put."
  
  James locked you in your playpen, and walked out the door. That toy chest across the room looks tempting. Although...Hmm, should I stay in here? Or explore?
  
  > stay put
  Well, this is no fun. How about that toy chest?
  
  > If you insist
  You opened the playpen door (don't ask how) and walked to the toy chest. You saw a toy car, a rattle, and a teddy bear. Oh, what's this? A S.P.E.C.I.A.L. book? Let's read it!
  
  "S is for strength, and that means I am strong! I can carry more toys and swing stuff all day long! P is for perception, a long funny word! It means what I tasted, smelled, saw and heard! E is for endurance, and that's how long I can play! I'm always really healthy, and have energy all day! C is for charisma, it's why people think I'm great! I make my friends all laugh and smile, and never want to hate! I is for intelligence, it means I'm really smart! I use my brain for lots of stuff, like science, math and art! A is for agility, that's how I get around! I move real fast and easy, and I never make a sound! L is for luck, and it's simple, you see! It means that good things always happen to me!"
  
  The words looked like nonsense to you. You couldn't read! Your father came back and saw you out of your pen.
  
  "Well look at you, the little explorer! Serves me right for trying to lock you up." He motioned towards a frame. "Come over here. I want to show you something."
  
  He then started to quote something. "I am Alpha and Omega, the beginning and the end. I will give unto him that is athirst of the fountain of the water of life freely. Revelations 21:6."
  
  "That was your mother's favorite passage. Of course she's in a better place now."
  
  He stood up and grabbed your hand. "Let's go see if your little friend Amata wants to play."
  
  > Next
  The lights blinded you.
  
  "Surprise!"
  
  You realized you were in the vault's diner, and everyone was in there. They've thrown you a surprise birthday party! How sweet! The vault's Overseer approached you. He was also Amata's father.
  
  "Congratulations on turning 10! Turning 10 means you're old enough to have your very own Pip-boy 3000. So here you go."
  
  You put it on and tweaked it a bit. You thought it was cool, if not a bit out-dated. Amata approached you.
  
  "Wow, a Pip-boy! You're so lucky to have one before me!"
  
  You agreed with her.
  
  "So, how do you like he party? I organized it all by myself."
  
  "It's wonderful," you say.
  
  "Anyways, here's your present. It's Grognak the Barbarian issue #14! I found it lying around my dad's room. Can you believe that? He was a kid too!" She paused. "You should probably go entertain your guest now."
  
  Who do you want to talk to now?
  
  > talk to Old Lady Palmer
  "Oh, my. Look at you! All grown up!" Old Lady Palmer drones on and on. "Oh, I must be boring you aren't I? You're probably waiting for your present!"
  
  You nod.
  
  "Here you go. It's a sweet roll I baked just for you."
  
  You take it and save it for later. You never really liked that old hag anyway.
  
  > talk to Stanley
  "How do you like that there Pip-boy miss? I fixed it all by myself," Stanley said.
  
  "I hate it. How do I take this thing off?" You reply.
  
  He chuckled, "Well, that's something you'll have to get used to. Anyways, here's your present."
  
  He tossed you a kids' baseball cap. It wasn't much, but you accepted it nevertheless.
  
  > Next
  "Time to cut the cake!"
  
  Andy, a Mister Handy robot proceeds to cut your birthday cake. All he succeeds in doing is completely annihilating it. It's a shame. You really wanted to eat that cake. Butch approaches you. Uh-oh.
  
  "I'm hungry and that stupid robot destroyed the cake. Gimme that sweet roll Old Lady Palmer gave you."
  
  > say "Fuck off Butch, you ain't getting it."
  "You little bitch!"
  
  Butch proceeds to chase you around the diner. He almost had you a few times too. Eventually, Gomez, a security officer intervenes.
  
  "What's going on here?" He asks.
  
  "Butch tried to take my sweet roll!" You tell him.
  
  "Why that little...I always knew he was trouble ever since he was born." He pats you on the head. "Don't worry about it. I'll take care of him. Happy birthday kiddo."
  
  Officer Gomez goes to lecture Butch. Amata walks up to you.
  
  "What a jerk! I saw what happened."
  
  "I still have my sweet roll so no harm done."
  
  "Yeah...Anways, enjoy the party!"
  
  > Next
  You see your dad talking over the intercom. He looks about finished and talks to you.
  
  "That was Jonas over the intercom. He has your surprise waiting in the reactor room. Go check it out."
  
  You nod and leave the diner. You see Beatrice on your way to the reactor.
  
  "Oh hello Dearie. I have your present right here."
  
  She gives you a birthday poem.
  
  "That's it?" You reply.
  
  "Now, now. One poem a year! Otherwise the kids will get jealous."
  
  She laughs and walks off. You wonder if she has brain damage. Would you like to read the poem?
  
  > Yes
  "Gray walls, impenetrable steel.
  
  Suffocation! Condemnation!
  
  Little hands groping in subterranean uncertainty.
  
  Mommy? Daddy? Am I dead?
  
  Nay! Nay! Reborn into purifying florescence!
  
  A face emerges, strong and male.
  
  A father to me? A father to all!
  
  Overseeing our lives, our eternities.
  
  Harshness of discipline.
  
  Harshness of love.
  
  Obedience my savior!
  
  Larva to pupa, pupa to worker.
  
  Buzz, buzz! One with the steel honeycomb.
  
  10 lies within the 101, significant at last.
  
  Till gray seeps from the wall to hair, to soul.
  
  Then, eternal slumber, the sweet sleep of incineration."
  
  > Next
  You walk down to the reactor room. Jonas looks at you in mock surprise.
  
  "What are you doing down here, young lady? I thought kids weren't allowed down here."
  
  "Can it, Jonas. Where's my present?"
  
  "Oh, I see. Now that you're all grown up it's all business huh?" He pauses. "You're father has your present."
  
  You hear footsteps echoing through the hallway. It's your dad. He hands you your present. It's a BB gun.
  
  "It took Jonas and I a few months to put it together. Can you imagine finding a piece that's smaller than your fingernail?"
  
  "Cool," you reply. "When can I start shooting stuff?"
  
  Both your father and Jonas laughed.
  
  "Now, now," your father said. "Let's not get too excited. The overseer can't know that you have that, okay?"
  
  You nodded.
  
  "Good. Jonas has prepared some targets for you to practice with. Come on."
  
  Jonas opened a door to your right, and all of you stepped inside.
  
  > Next
  You followed your dad to the other end of the room. You found three steel targets across from a barricade. You decided they were easy enough to bulls-eye from this distance. You slowly started to take deep breaths. You calmed your heart rate, and your mind. You raised the gun to your eye. You aimed at the nearest target, right in the center. Your finger slowly squeezed the trigger...
  
  You got a bulls-eye! Your father and Jonas clapped. They were proud. It's like you were born for this. Just then you saw radroaches appear from nowhere. Your father commanded you to shoot them. So you did.
  
  "Hey, Jonas. Take a picture of me and my champ. I want to make this memory last."
  
  You hugged your dad, making sure the gun was visible.
  
  "Smile!"
  
  The flash blurred your vision.
  
  > Next
  "There's nothing wrong with you. I know when a teenager is feigning illness to get out of a G.O.A.T. exam."
  
  "But Dad, *cough* I'm sick, really."
  
  "No, you're not. Really." He looked at you in disapproval. "Now go on. You have a G.O.A.T. to take."
  
  Your father ushered you out of his office. You sighed. You've always hated exams. You found them particularly useless. However, a Generalized Occupational Aptitude Test determines your job placement in Vault 101. You sighed again. You wanted it to be over with. You walked out of your dad's clinic and turned right. You were near the entrance of the classroom when you saw Amata being harassed by Butch and his gang. "The Tunnel Snakes" is the name of their gang. You had no opinions on their name. Since Amata is your BFF, you go over to help her.
  
  "What's going on?" You ask Amata.
  
  "Ugh!" She replies. "They won't leave me alone just because the Overseer is my father!"
  
  "Mind your own business, girlie."
  
  "Yeah," Wally and Paul agree.
  
  You scoff. They think they're so badass because they're in a gang. How do you help Amata out?
  
  > sacrifice yourself
  You nudge Amata towards the classroom.
  
  "Get out of here. I'll take care of them."
  
  Amata thanks you and runs to the classroom. Butch looks at you in disgust.
  
  "What the hell do you think you're doing?"
  
  A sudden idea occurs to you, tease him! You mischievously grin as you pop open the top of your vault jumpsuit. Butch's and his friend's eyes pop out of their sockets. Who knew you'd grow up to be a hot babe? Butch extends his hand forward, hoping to get a good squeeze...You don't let him. You smack his hand away, and close up shop. The Tunnel Snakes look disappointed. You quickly kiss Butch on the cheek and run into the classroom. Not bothering to savor their dumbfounded faces.
  
  > enter the classroom
  You head into the classroom and check in with Mr. Brotch, your teacher. You tell him you don't want to take the G.O.A.T. exam. He looks at you.
  
  "Look, I like your dad. I might even like you if I weren't your teacher. So here's what I'll do. Just tell me what you want and I'll fill it out and make it happen. Deal?"
  
  You deeply contemplate it.
  
  [Do you want to take the G.O.A.T.? Or skip ahead to the results? Note: the exam is 10 questions.]
  
  > suck it up and take the exam
  "You are approached by a frenzied Vault scientist, who yells, "I'm going to put my quantum harmonizer in your photonic resonation chamber!" What's your response?"
  
  > say "But doctor, wouldn't that cause a parabolic destabilization of the fission singularity?"
  "While working as an intern in the Clinic, a patient with a strange infection on his foot stumbles through the door. The infection is spreading at an alarming rate, but the doctor has stepped out for a while. What do you do?"
  
  > say "Amputate the foot before the infection spreads."
  "You discover a young boy lost in the lower levels of the Vault. He's hungry and frightened, but also appears to be in possession of stolen property. What do you do?"
  
  > say "Give the boy a hug and tell him everything will be OK."
  "Congratulations! You made one of the Vault 101 baseball teams! Which position do you prefer?"
  
  > say "Pitcher."
  "Your grandmother invites you to tea, but you're surprised when she gives you a pistol and orders you to kill another Vault resident. What do you do?"
  
  > say "Obey your elder and kill the Vault resident with the pistol."
  "Old Mr. Abernathy has locked himself in his quarters again, and you've been ordered to get him out. How do you proceed?"
  
  > say "Use a bobby pin to pick the lock on the door."
  "Oh, no! You've been exposed to radiation, and a mutated hand has grown out of your stomach! What's the best course of treatment?"
  
  > say "A bullet to the brain."
  "A fellow Vault 101 resident is in possession of a Grognak the Barbarian comic book, issue number 1. You want it. What's the best way to obtain it?
  
  > say "Trade the comic book for one of your own valuable possessions."
  "You decide it would be fun to play a prank on your father. You enter his private restroom when no one is looking, and..."
  
  > say "Loosen some bolts on some pipes. When the sink is turned on, the room will flood."
  "Who is indisputably the most important person in Vault 101: He who shelters us from the harshness of the atomic wasteland, and to whom we owe everything we have, including our lives?"
  
  > say "The Overseer."
  Finally, it's over.
  
  "Huh. I wonder who will be brave enough to be your first customer as the vault's new Tattoo Artist? I promise it won't be me."
  
  Your eyes sparkle. "A tattoo artist? Sweet! Now I can cause people pain and suffering!"
  
  Mr. Brotch looks at you. "Yeah...Okay. Congratulations on your result."
  
  You skipped over to Amata. "What'd you get? What'd you get?"
  
  "I didn't get mines yet." She looks at you. "Why? What'd you get?"
  
  "I'm going to be a tattoo artist! Wanna be my first vict--- I mean, customer?"
  
  "Ha, no."
  
  You overhear a conversation between Butch and the teacher.
  
  "Ahhh, Mr. DeLoria. I've been waiting for this day forever. Let's see..." Mr. Brotchs looks through some paper. "Oh, what do we have here? A hairdresser eh?"
  
  "I'm a barber! It's different!"
  
  "Mhmm."
  
  Amata speaks up. "Come on, let's go get lunch."
  
  She leads you out of the classroom.
  
  > Continue
  You are shaken awake. Amata talks to you in a hurry. You don't understand what she's saying. You rapidly blink your eyes, trying to wake up from your peaceful slumber. You hear the unmistakable sound of the vault's siren. You can tell something has gone horribly wrong. You try to make your brain wake up. You sit up on your bed. Your vision is unbalanced, but at least you're awake enough to know what she's saying.
  
  "You've got to get out of here! My dad is looking for you!"
  
  You don't understand. "What?"
  
  Amata is going crazy, "Your dad left the vault! My dad thinks somehow you're also involved. He's looking for you!"
  
  "My dad...left?"
  
  "Yes!" Amata is frantic. "We have to get you out of here!"
  
  She pulled you out of your bed and handed you a 10mm pistol. You try to decline it, but she forces it into your hand.
  
  "My dad has a secret tunnel under his office that you can use, although..." She trailed off. "Jonas is dead."
  
  Your eyes bulge. You were wide awake now. "What?"
  
  She shakes her head. "Now is not the time for that! Run! The password should be in there!"
  
  You thank her and grab your nine year old BB gun, along with a pack of ammo. You left your room, and turned left. You hurriedly ran down the corridor. It appears there's also a radroach infestation. You were about to head out towards another corridor when Butch stopped you.
  
  "Wait! You have to help my mom! She's in there with the roaches!"
  
  You sighed. "You owe me."
  
  He nodded his head. You killed the roaches and his mother lived. He hugged you. That was unexpected.
  
  "Thank you, thank you, thank you! Here, have my jacket. It ain't much, but it's something."
  
  He gave you his Tunnel Snake jacket. You put it on. It was warm.
  
  "Farewell," you call behind your back.
  
  > Continue
  You ran towards the Overseer's office, occasionally stopping to kill a few radroaches and security personnel. You were almost there when you ran past a window. You saw Amata being interrogated by her father and Officer Mack. You decide to break in and help her, but you're interrupted by Security Chief Hannon shouting your name. He is hostile and charging at you. You raise the pistol Amata gave you and shoot him twice in the head. He lays lifeless on the floor.
  
  You entered a room to the right, and found Jonas's lifeless body before your eyes. You started to tear up, but wiped them away. Now was not the time to grieve. You searched his body and found an audiotape left by your dad. You picked it up and promised to listen to it later. You picked the lock to the Overseer's office and looked around for his terminal password. You found it in a locker and entered it in his terminal. His desk opened up and revealed steps beneath them. You went down and opened the door.
  
  In the basement there were many radroaches. You ignored them and kept going. Soon enough you find the vault door to the Wasteland. You press a button on a pad and some hydraulics start to open it up. It makes the sirens go off. You start to head towards it when you hear Amata behind you.
  
  "Oh my God, you actually opened it!"
  
  You run up to hug her. She hugs you back.
  
  "The sirens...When my dad heard it, he and Mack ran out of the room."
  
  "I'm sorry I couldn't have helped you back there."
  
  She nods her head in understanding. "It's okay. You had to do what you had to do."
  
  You pull on her arm. "Come with me."
  
  She draws back her hand. "I can't..."
  
  You give her a sympathetic look. "Alright, then. I'll miss you."
  
  "I'll miss you too. Be careful out there."
  
  Just then two security officers appear behind Amata. They are obviously after you. The vault door has completely opened so you run towards it. When you reach the border of the door and cave, they stop at the door. They are scared to pursue you any further. You stick your tongue out at them and flip them off. You can see their pissed off expressions. You run through the cave to a wooden door at the other end. You run, and run, and run. Finally, you're at the door. You touch the knob and turn it. You are blinded by the sunlight.
  
  > Next
  You awake in a cold sweat. You raise your hand to your forehead and wipe away a bead of sweat. You looked at the other end of the room. Your aging father was sleeping on the other bed. You relaxed. None of those terrible things in your nightmare happened. It was just a dream. A terribly sweet dream. Your drift back into sleep...
  
  You are awoken by your father. He is shaking you awake. You hear sirens. Could this really be happening?
  
  "Scarlett...Something terrible has happened."
  
  "What?" You find yourself asking.
  
  "Slavers somehow broke into the vault and...And they kidnapped Amata."
  
  You stare into your father's eyes, wondering how that was even remotely possible.