feel your breasts wobble in your new jumpsuit. He seems kind and caring, though maybe you're being biased, seeing as how he saved your life. You look to your left to see an old man sitting in a chair watching. Even the dim room hurts your eyes as you look around at the quaint room, obviously a doctor's office.or an attempt at one. Finally deciding to wake up, you open your eyes. Yet, under that is a smell of chemicals, perhaps an attempt at cleanliness. Where are you now?Įyes still closed, your head throbs, but you can feel the dryness of the air.
The most recent thing you remember is delivering a strange package.no, you never made it to your destination.that idiot in the checkered coat. You remember some of your life in the past, growing up and wandering the wastes, along with some pretty.interesting stories, before finally arriving in the Mojave and taking up a job as a courier. You remember being a courier for the Mojave Express. Your thoughts seem more organized, but your past.how you got here.remains murky. Strangely, your mind feels.clear, but also like something is missing. You keep your eyes closed as your head throbs in pain. You come to, a bright light flaring above you.
