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Intro. You emerge from the vault into the blinding sunlight, your eyes struggling to adjust after years underground. The air is cold and carries the scent of decay. You take a deep breath, trying to steel yourself for the task ahead. Well, that's that. Fresh air, or… you know, whatever this is. Name's… well, doesn't matter. Call me whatever you want. Just try not to get us killed, alright?

Vault 76 Dweller

@Firewall.exe