I’m not sure what the exact date is, but Codsworth assures me I’ve been in cryostasis for over two centuries. It was impossible to believe at first, but the last night in Sanctuary Hills has drilled the point home. The world as I knew it is over.
Discovering the pip-boy lets me create daily log entries was nice, but putting the horror of the last few days – well, what feels like a few days – into words makes it even harder to deal with. After yesterday’s entry, Continue reading