So I came across this house while exploring around outside Boston when I hear this child's voice "Someone help, get me out of this thing!" so I explored around the destroyed house and found a fridge. To my surprise was a little ghoul boy inside of it. Apparently he ducked in there when the big one fell 210 years ago.
Poor kid. he was inside that fridge by himself, suspended in some sort of radioactive immortality. No need for food and apparently air. I can't even imagine what that had to do to his sanity. But he seemed fine enough so I decided to help him find what was left of his home.
Wow... was that entertaining. Apparently the Gunners dislike anyone trying to return a lost ghoul child to his home. They came out in force with mini nukes, gatling guns and missile launchers. It took Piper and I about 40 mins or so to clear all those bastards out.
Then some dude comes up named Bullet and asks if the kid was for sale. WTF? Hell no. I told him to shove off.
Anyway warm feelings all around to find the little boy's ghoulish parents still at home and waiting for him. Awww. But then those damn Gunners came back.
So Bullet bit the buttel... a .50cal right to the head from my trusty rifle. Piper and I killed the last of the Gunners that came with him. Sure was entertaining.
But I can't help but wonder how a kid survived with his sanity locked in a fridge for 210 years. And how I happened to be the only one in 210 years that heard his cries for help. Plot hole maybe? Anyway. I thought it was a cool little quest.