Your lips are moving, but I can’t hear the words. You’re screaming something about Shaun. The glass of the pod is fogging up from your breath. No—wait. That’s not your breath. That’s frost. Because you’re not in the pod anymore. You’re outside it, looking in.
A hand on my shoulder. Cold. Weightless. And a voice—my own voice—whispering from behind my own teeth:
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
I reached out with a trembling finger and touched the body’s cheek.
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. Your lips are moving, but I can’t hear the words
I ran. I ran out of Vault 111, down the winding path past Sanctuary Hills, through the ruined cul-de-sac where my neighbor Mr. Summers used to water his azaleas. I didn’t stop until I reached the Red Rocket truck stop, gasping, leaning against the rusted fuel pumps.
The pip-boy beeped one last time. Resolution: Both are true. And then the screen went dark. No—wait
At me .
Pod number 6. My pod. It was still closed, frost blooming across the glass like digital ivy. Through the rime, I could see a shape. A woman. Brown hair, matted. Blue Vault suit. A wedding ring on a limp hand.