As I walked down the hall a disturbing chill went down my spine the type of chill that you would get as if you were being watched at the same time it occurred to me the overseer may by a slight chance still be alive. As I walk toward the office I heard a noise it was a tune whistling through the door. I immediately with no other thought pounded my fist on the door and yelled "Please if someone is in there open the door". To my own dismay the door stayed closed. As I landed my back to the wall I slowly fell. My kneecaps in my eyes as I sat cursing myself for thinking I will be saved, when I heard the speaker outside the door turn on. As I looked up at it a voice on the other side said "You are one of the vault residents I am surprised I thought everyone was dead". As the speaker went off I heard a hydraulic in the door move. As the door was opening all I could do was cry but not because of the joy to see another person. But to see what was on the other side of the door.
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A Broken Chain
MaceraThis story is about a man in a wasteland full of danger and the loss of a new and greater world. And in his falling moments will he see the truth of this hell
