But looking directly at me.
The first few hours were a blur of radroaches and existential dread. I stumbled through Vault 111’s corpse-littered corridors, my pip-boy beeping a cheerful welcome. When I reached the vault door, the hydraulic seal groaned open, and the Commonwealth hit me like a feral ghoul’s fist: gray, unforgiving, and smelling of rust and rain.
The Vault-Tec assisted parking system had never been glitchier. One second, I was watching the bomb’s shockwave turn the Boston skyline into a Jackson Pollock painting; the next, I was blinking up at a cracked pod lid, the stale taste of two-century-old air on my tongue.
Not at me.
My wedding ring.
But the pip-boy screen flickered again. A new quest appeared.
The pip-boy crackled. A voice I didn’t recognize—metallic, clipped, like a pre-war military AI—said four words: I yanked my hand back. The body’s head lolled, and its lips moved. No sound came out. But I could read them. fallout 4 see your body in first person mod
Below it, in smaller text: Note: You are currently observing from Camera A. Camera B’s biometrics show: pulse 0 bpm. Core temperature: 32°F. However, retinal scan indicates active observation. It is watching you back. Dogmeat whined. Then, slowly, he stopped barking at the empty space and looked directly into my eyes. Not at me. Into me. As if my pupils were windows, and on the other side of the glass, something was finally home.
The Overseer’s voice crackled over the PA. “Subject 111-AD—designate ‘Nora’—please proceed to decontamination.”
“You’re in the wrong head, Nora. This one’s mine.” But looking directly at me
I didn’t want to turn around.
And froze.
I found my husband’s body first. Still in his pod. Frozen in a silent scream. I swallowed the lump in my throat. Then I turned to the other pods. When I reached the vault door, the hydraulic