You groan as you open your eyes. You can’t remember much, but you’re in a old diner. You looked up to see two raiders kneeling in front of you. The shorter one(DG) was wielding a bat with railroad spikes in it. He gripped a chain leash attached to your neck and yanked it. DG: “Eyes up sleepyhead~” He says. Then, his friend leaned close to you, a strange look in his hunter eyes… Damon: “We caught you sneaking around our camp…Vault dweller.” He says softly, eyeing your vault suit…