<span style="color: #00BF00">2267</span><br/><br/>Alexander Kane is 7 years old and he and his father stood in the Cremation room in their vault, Vault 132. They wore thick, warm coats over their Vault 132 Suits, as the vault was perpetually freezing. Alex gripped his father's hand tightly as his mother's body was slowly fed into the incinerator. The lid was closed and the incinerator lit aflame. "Dad, what happened to mom? Why did she die?" Alexander's father sighed, then spoke without looking at his little boy, "Well Alex, there was an accident near the entrance to the Vault. She... uh slipped and hurt herself pretty bad. Then she just... died." Alex shivered in his parka and stared at the incinerator.