Presidential Metro Nexus
Twenty minutes ago, Ellen swallowed a fistful of Rad-X and made sure Dinah did the same. Dogmeat, too, although she cut his dose down appropriately for his size. Once the chems kicked in, she opened the door.
The tunnel beyond is dimly lit with flickering blue emergency lighting. "We're pretty near the ghoul area," Ellen says as Dogmeat slips past and Fawkes holds the door open from behind. "The tunnel to the right leads to M.A.R.Go.T.'s alcove. She just monitors the place and sends sentrybots. We want to head left."
The muffled sounds of snarling and electronic voices and laser fire make her next statement all but unnecessary.
"That's where the ghouls are."
The tunnel beyond is dimly lit with flickering blue emergency lighting. "We're pretty near the ghoul area," Ellen says as Dogmeat slips past and Fawkes holds the door open from behind. "The tunnel to the right leads to M.A.R.Go.T.'s alcove. She just monitors the place and sends sentrybots. We want to head left."
The muffled sounds of snarling and electronic voices and laser fire make her next statement all but unnecessary.
"That's where the ghouls are."