The gun was up to my head. This was it. I was going to die.

"Any last words, runt?" The raider asked me.

"Yes, actually… This is to my mom. I always will love you. I guess I just got outsmarted this time. The wasteland is a harsh place, ya' know? It's a battle of the fittest, and, I guess I'm not fit. I was going good until I was outwitted by these slavers… and I want you to know, I love you…" I sighed at the end.

"CUT!" I stopped the recording on my pipboy. The slaver looked at me confused. I took this opportunity and kneed him in the dick. I then punched him in the gut, and took his gun and shot him with it.

Other raiders came guns a'blazin, but I found cover. A raider came running to it, and I rammed him in the gut with my gun, and took the pistol out of his back pocket and shot him with it. I shot a few blind shot from behind the cover, and hit one guy. I then did a roll behind a box, and got VATS ready. I stood up and immediately started up VATS. I targeted all 4 guys in range, each one landing a head shot.

I ran toward the nearest exit, but was blocked by some really big guy. I kneed him in the balls, and shot him in the hands. The rest of his body was covered with armor, but I quickly grabbed a lighter and set his hand on fire. It started spreading under the armor. He was burning and couldn't get the armor off, so I pushed him against the wall and started to run.

Life as the Lone Wanderer is hard and bloody.

But on the bright side, I got that dramatic recording for when I die.