Date: August 7th 2299-Time: 8:37am
"My name is Johna White and I know the truth about the world outside the giant steel doors of the Vault, we've all heard the stories. What the Overseer says about the Wasteland. A place full of radiation and death. Or so we're told. But how would they know? I mean, the Vault hasn't been closed since before the Wasteland. Hell, since before the war even started. It has been closed right? I mean, that's what they told us all of our lives. Everyday, every hour, every minute, every second that we are here they tell us that. "We're born in the Vault, we die in the Vault." All of that brainwashing bull shit that they feed us. I'm sick of it. Its been over two hundred years since the bombs began to fall, there has to be more out there than what they tell us.
My father told me once that there are a lot of dangerous things out there, that the world is full of strange people. He told me that he was born outside of the Vault. He said that his father brought him into the Vault to raise him when he was born. He said that when he was nineteen his father left the Vault and he had no choice but to follow. When I was growing up he told me about the Enclave, how they killed his father and tried to take over his life's work. He told me about the Brotherhood of Steel and how they fought the Enclave and took back a Water Purifier that his father had father died to protect.
My father also told me that one day my time would come to follow in his foot steps. He told me that everything he's ever done, every relationship, every connection he ever made, was for me. So that when the time came for me to leave this place I would have places to go, people to meet, and in the end a way to re-build society. To rebuild the world that we lost two hundred years ago when the first bomb fell. Then he died. He died when I was seventeen. He was killed by the Overseer. No one questioned it. All the Overseer had to do was say that my father came at her and everyone would be on her side.
I was told that I would know when the time came that I would have to leave the Vault and enter the Wasteland. Now, my father is dead and I am left alone in this hell hole with no one to care for me or for me to care about. I know when I'm not needed. Its time for me to leave, and no one, will stop me from doing so."
