(ON HOLD) Dead Money
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Last published Mon, Oct 3, 2016
((Fallout Fanfiction))
Courier Gregory Villas is attracted to casino deep into the Mojave Wasteland by a mysterious broadcast that he catches on his Pip-Boy while hunting for his wife, Winter. He listens to the broadcast, and his curiosity for adventure takes over and, upon arriving home and telling Winter, they both walk to where the broadcast is being sent from.
They arrive at an abandoned Brotherhood of Steel bunker. When they walk into a room with an old radio that is playing the same broadcast as the one on Gregor's Pip-Boy, a gas starts being pumped into a room. And when Gregor wakes up, he finds himself far from home and in a situation he doesn't want to be in.
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