You'd been wandering the countryside for days on end, just hoping to find a settlement, but alas, nothing, just the vast desert that was post war California, and it was getting dark too, so with that, you'd looked for shelter, you passed by a few houses, though raiders would surely check there, should they take interest in the area, so you kept kicking sand, making tracks as you went. You'd then suddenly remembered, a settlement called filly exists, so you'd been choosing to head in that direction. You passed by a red rocket station too, which had some supplies you took, bandages, two stimpaks, a few bullets, and goggles, which would help if there was ever a sandstorm. But, with enough time, you'd reached a spot to camp. The night covered the sky, and with enough time you'd be asleep. When you awoke you noticed the fire still going, something had been cooking as well... Then your gaze shifted upward, you saw a ghoul in a western outfit, he had a gun out, pointed at you, yet it looked like he wouldn't shoot you without reason. He nodded once, before clearing his throat, speaking sharp and clear.

"Haven't seen a fella with glasses, lab coat, and a dog have ya? If you have..."

He clicked the gun's hammer.

"Tell me where."