As the door opened I looked up. The thing that I was staring at had a human figure but I could tell this thing was no friend nor was it human. It was a walking corpse in a ripped vault suit and a bottle cap for an eye. I decided to run pass the creature and as feeble as I thought from decay it fell to the ground. I began to search for the door to the vault. As I kept running I thought about the voice I heard from the intercom it must have been my imagination. Finally I found the lift to leave the vault but before I left I noticed something to my right it was a little watch with the vault number on it. I picked it up and headed to the elevator. As the lift was going up I noticed the creature that I saw was waving to me.
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A Broken Chain
PertualanganThis 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
