You stand there, heaving at your last breaths of air. It's too humid to breathe, you struggle to reach your gasmask. It's too late, you can feel the radiation ripping your throat. You fall, dead..? No, just unconscious. The fumes aren't strong enough to do the job. You awake to the sight of a beautiful young lady, she explains to you that you were out for a couple weeks and she had been tending your damages. You thank her for her troubles and soon leave out back to the wasteland, back to where it all began, the quest you risked your life for. Your daughter, in danger. Should've paid your debts, huh? Well whats done is done, the quest for your daughter has begun.