Jayden's Holotape Two
The area around Vault 101 has changed since I was last here. There's something in the air, I can feel it. Everything looks more... sinister. Dogmeat's been acting odd lately, maybe there's something that his animal instincts can sense that I can't.
Damn... how long is it since I was last here? I think it's been almost two years since I escaped the Vault. Will... will Amata even recognize me? Will she see me the same way? Or will she see me as a strange Wastelander? I don't know if I can bare that. I've already lost one of my best friends, to lose the other would be... hard to get over.
Throughout my two years out in the Wasteland I never met anyone like Amata. Honest, loyal, intelligent; that kind of girl is hard to find. She's been my best friend for so long. There were more than a few times when I thought that maybe we could be more, but all that forethought was put to end when my father left the Vault.
When I escaped the Vault I was confused as hell. Things just happened so fast I didn't know what to do. The Wasteland was nothing like the Vault, but it wasn't the nightmare that the Overseer had made it out to be. It was free.
I had begged Amata to come with me, but she had refused. At first I didn't understand it. Her father was... delusional. His ideas about ensuring the safety of the Vault sounded flawed to me even back then, as naive as I was. After awhile though, I finally figured out why Amata stayed. She needed to watch over her father. She needed to stay with him, even if he was making wrong decisions. The bond between a parent and their kid is hard to break, and my story is a prime example of that.
My story is also a prime example of what happens when that bond is broken. I-I don't think that I'm ready to talk about that just yet. The memory's too fresh.
God, how much I've changed. Two years. Two years in this goddamn Wasteland! Sometimes I hate my dad for leaving. Why did he ruin what we had? Things weren't perfect in the Vault, sure, but they're pretty fucking better in there than out here.
Who the hell cares about giving the Wastelanders clean water? We had all the clean water we wanted back at the Vault! Why the hell did you have to leave and die? Why did you have to leave me alone like this!
I-I'm sorry. Wait, why the fuck am I apologizing to myself? No one else is going to hear this, so fuck it. I just... I guess I'm not over his death after all.
You know what? I'm done. I'm done feeling sorry for myself. I'm done. It's time to move. Stay here Dogmeat. I'm going into the Vault.
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