08 – Kidnapping At Red Rocket – Part 1

Bedford Station

November 2, 2287 – The morning of November 2nd in Sanctuary Hills was cold and foggy, and we were all up at the crack of dawn. It was going to be a long day, and I wasn’t even sure I could make it to downtown and back by nightfall. I had never actually walked all the way from home to the Back Bay before.

One of the new settlers showed me the ransom note. The bastards that took their friend had drawn a cute little map where the caps were to be dropped – Back Street Apparel, just across the Mass Avenue bridge. They wanted 400 of em, and the most we were able to scrounge up was about 260. Either my negotiating skills or my newly modified pipe pistol were going to get a workout.

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07 – Reassessment

The Red Rocket

November 1, 2287 – It was time to take another stab at the weapon locked up in the Overseer’s office. I had been thinking about it for days now, and with my pending trip into the city and all the unknowns that could lie in wait for me on the journey, I was looking for any extra edge I could find. I told Preston if I wasn’t back before sunrise, I was stuck in the vault. He asked if I wanted one of the Minutemen to come with me, but I refused the offer. This was a private matter. Still, I didn’t want to be the only living thing down there besides the radroaches, so I took Dogmeat along.

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06 – Cleaning Up

Sanctuary Hills

November 1, 2287 – After the Minutemen and I had taken a few days to consolidate our space and fortify our little bunker at Sanctuary Hills, I spent some time considering whether or not I should abandon my own post at the Red Rocket station. It seemed a little ridiculous to be splitting up any of our resources, and yet I couldn’t help but think at some point in the future it would be a valuable piece of property to hold. Still, this probably wasn’t going to be something I was going to be able to do on my own, and we just didn’t have enough bodies to hold down Sanctuary Hills right now, let alone another camp. I pondered this as I set about my day.

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