21 October 2077
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Keeping personal journal. It's been kind of strange this first day. I mean, old Smith Casey kicked me out, right then and there! Told me to get the hell out of his store, and for what! It's not MY fault his daughter looked so damned good...
Anyway, I wondered around for a couple days, purposeless. I watched a couple of GNR reports, but they're practically a division of the government, they're so pro-America. Then, a man (or maybe a woman, I was half asleep at the time) woke me up in the streets. Told me about a wonderful place where I would never have to worry...ever. Well, how could I refuse? I mean, what did I have to lose?
So, she escorted me through the sky-traffic (it was extremely busy that day) until we finally got away from the general DC area and stopped on a small, secluded highway. There was a shack door that seemed like nothing, but he(or she) produced a key for it and opened it up presto. Next thing I know, I was staring at a huge door with the number "106" printed in the center. He(she?) put in some sort of access code or something, and opened the dang thing up.
They threw me in the Vault and shut the thing behind me, the bastards.
I've since found out that this is Vault 106, one of Vault-Tec's personal shelters. I'm pretty scared, since I don't know anything about this place and I can't leave. Worst of all, they stripped me of my clothes and put some sort of jumpsuit on me. Pretty scared. Someone help, please...