I sigh softly and sit down on one of the chairs at the food stall. This is... Rough. Giant cockroaches, bloodbugs, mutated hounds and god knows what else. I sware there's some other mockery of the life I used to know before this.

Well, other than almost dying a few times, there's not much news about here. I few reports of sythns, a super mutant raid... Actually, apparently there's some nomad rolling in from "New Vegas". What every that is.

I tense up a bit as I notice someone sit down next to me. I glance over to them. Huh, different clothes than what I expected. I mean, most everyone wears the same cheap stuff. So I wonder if I know this person at all. I should ask if they've seen Shaun.

"So... From out of town?"