As she made her way along, Katherine walked off her injuries until she could more or less travel without making it obvious. She headed towards the front entrance beside the steep hill that housed the Vault within. Her PipBoy registered a few signals through all the static. It recorded a few frequencies that were home to an unusual sequence or two. It sounded like it could have been the dots and dashes of Morse code, but they were garbled together and unintelligible. If she had the proper equipment or a program for her PipBoy, it may have been possible to decrypt it.<br/><br/>After awhile of scanning, she did pick up a radio signal in astonishing clarity. It was not static, but rather silent with some slight disturbances, crackling interference from age until... music played. It started with a big band number in all the grandeur and majesty (http://youtu.be/4MY9bHI9CSM) of the pre-war world. It was a pleasant tune, but one Katherine had never heard of...<br/><br/>After a few moments, it became abundantly clear that this was no American tune...