After being forced to drink from a puddle, you looked up at your undead captor with tears in your eyes. He looked at you and narrowed his eyes.

He was about to speak when he suddenly had a coughing fit. Now was your chance to escape. You got up and ran as fast as you could. You came to a stop as you saw the remains of a once large city, and a seemingly never ending pit. You looked around but suddenly felt a rope wrap around your body.

“Where do you think you’re going, Vaultie?”