Today, I had a terrible nightmare, visiting the misty, dreary, and dangerous island of Far Harbor (DA-7216-4132-6418, not my island!).
I was lucky to be alive when I awoke there on the shore, destined to become mirelurk food. I scavenged for food and met a local who warned me of the danger I was in. I explored the town, carefully keeping an eye on my whereabouts, and I finally found some food. A delicious tomato near a cozy house. But a terrible storm started, and the lightning startled me. I withdrew to the basement for comfort, only to practically step on a baby mirelurk, causing me to flee for my life upstairs. I fortunately found a toilet, as the irradiated tomato didn’t sit right in my weak stomach, pitted with fear. As I finally got relief, I woke up.











