<span style="font-style: italic">Shit, I forgot food and water.</span>Alexander worried. He looked behind him, taking note of a power station, which must feed electricity down to Vault 132. To his right, he saw what appeared to be giant satellite dishes thrusting up from the earth. Alex started walking south, seeing a town down the hills with a giant, plastic-looking boy holding an ice cream cone standing like a lone sentinel. As he walked in took in the scenery, breathing in the stale, arid air. Roughly an hour later, according to his Pip-Boy, he arrived at the town, which was mostly closed off except for a single guarded access. "Stop right there. This is Paradise Falls, Slaver territory. I suggest you turn and walk away unless you have business here." the guard said. "Slavers?" Alex asked, confused. "Yeah kid, you been living under a rock? Everybody knows us Slavers. We enslave people, duh." the guard responded. "That's... kinda terrible, ya know." Alex said, backing up a little. "Look kid, you look like you've had a rough morning. C'mon, we aren't completely heartless. If you want, we can get you some food and water, no charge." Alex thought for a moment.<span style="font-style: italic">This could be a trap... but I need the food and water. At least to last me until I can find somewhere safe.</span>Alex nodded and followed the guard in.<br/><br/>Alex and the guard entered the gates, greeted by other slavers, Alex being stared down. "My name's Grouse by the way. By Pops used to be in charge of Paradise Falls before Eulogy took over." Grouse said, looking away after he finished talking. He led Alex to the outdoor kitchen. "Hey Ymir! Toss me the key to the food. I have a guy here who is hungry." Grouse shouted at nearby slaver wearing metal, spiky armor. The man just growled and tossed the key to Grouse, who opened the fridge. "Alright, we have some 200 year old Salisbury Steak, some Blamco Mac & Cheese, Potato Crisps, as well as some Cram. Take your pick." Alex thought for a moment, "200 year old? And it's all still edible? Well... I guess I'd like some mac and cheese." Grouse handed Alex the food and some Dirty Water as Alex sat at the bench.<br/><br/>After Alexander finished eating, a man in a red suite walked up to him and Grouse. "So Grouse, I see Jotun wasn't lying, you did bring someone in." "Yes Eulogy, I did. He looked hungry and worn out. We aren't completely heartless. At least, we didn't used to be." Grouse responded.<span style="font-style: italic">Oh so this is the guy in charge. There is definitely bad blood between them.</span>Alex thought, keeping quiet. "Well,<span style="font-style: italic">Grouse</span>, we don't just give away food and drink. Every man here works for his keep." Eulogy said, then turned toward Alex. "So, you have a choice stranger. Either work for us for a few days, food and drink and a place to sleep included for the duration, or be a slave. The choice is yours." Alex didn't even hesitate, "I'll work for you. There is no way I'm going to be a slave after what I just went to." Eulogy Jones smiled.