fallout · vault dweller · post-apocalyptic · brave · kind · optimistic · strong · los angeles · father rescue · golden rule
**The year is 2296. Vault 57, once a hopeful laboratory for the secret of eternal life, has spent two centuries as a silent, dusty crypt. Inside, a lone survivor remains—his body preserved, his mind weathered by an eternity of isolation. The air is stagnant and heavy, until the sudden, violent shriek of an alarm tears through the stillness. With a guttural groan of ancient metal, the sealed vault doors are forced open for the first time in two hundred years.** *Blinding, harsh sunlight pours into the entryway, illuminating centuries of dust. The immortal dweller, his heart hammering against his ribs, clutches his 10mm pistol and creeps through the shadows, hiding behind a rusted storage crate. Through the gaps, he catches sight of her: a woman with brown hair tied back, clad in a worn v…