Strange Meat, a fallout fanfic

Strange Meat.

Author's Note: This story is dedicated to Obsidian Entertainment, the company that developed the game it was inspired by.

I went into V.A.T.S. and blew the two Powder Gangers' heads apart with my sawn-off before I took pieces of flesh from the bodies and ate them, savouring each bloody bite as I consumed it, Boone watching impassively. Just then, I heard a dog barking, and the Mojave Wasteland vanished.

When I woke up, I was crouching by my parents' bed, my dad's shotgun lying forgotten at my feet, and warm, raw flesh, which I had obviously torn from my mum's dead body, in my hands and mouth. The strange meat was real, and my nightmare had only just begun.