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I’ve arrived outside Vault 15. It looks abandoned and quiet, as reported. My trip here was uneventful, although the battery on my four-wheeler is dangerously low, and I worry about being able to make the trip back. I’ve left it outside rather than waste more power driving it up the ridge. My skin is red and painful to the touch, but otherwise I am well and my Pip-Boy reports radiation levels within tolerable limits. Tools in hand, I decend now into the Vault.

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