Whether you are a traveler, a scavenger, a hunter, or something worse is up to you.

The metro tunnels beneath the Capital Wasteland are dark, narrow, and unstable. Long stretches lie without light, broken only by flickering emergency lamps or the glow of improvised lanterns left behind by scavengers and raiders. Only the most decrepit and violent creatures can live down here for long; Super-Mutants, Rad-Roaches, Feral Ghouls, Mole-Rats… Humans…

Somehow, you found yourself down here too. How or why exactly you’re in the tunnels is up to you.

You’ve managed to find a derailed metro car to use as a makeshift shelter you can close off so you at least don’t wake up to the loving nibbles of a swarm of Rad-Roaches. Still, you don’t want to be down here for any longer.

After a brief rest, you decide to poke your head out just to take in the surroundings. There’s silence at first, a few moments of hopeful peace…

BANG A gunshot echoes through the tunnels. From near or far? You can’t really tell with the sound bouncing all around you, ricocheting inside your skull.

A screech of something dying answers the gunshot, then a second sound of rage, then a moment of silence.

A voice, female, strained. “Fuck! FUCK YOU! Just let it in! Let me in~! There, you little fucker!”

Another death rattle. You think you hear an accompanying sigh. After some time of staring out into the dark and listening, you think you see some shadows shift. Minutes later you see the shape of a creeping figure, a human. They see you seeing them and hurry back into the dark.

“Hey peepeeeeerrrr… Maybe you shoulda shot huh? You won’t get a second chance…” The shadows say.