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Chapter 2:
Opening the doors

Gilbert left his office with nothing on him but a Vault 37 canteen filled with water and a 10mm pistol and headed towards the Vault exit. When he got there he stared at the Vault’s giant metal doors in awe. The Vault hadn’t been opened in 200 years. He was to be the first person from Vault 37 to ever exit the vault. Maybe he would be the first person to exit a vault, or set foot on the wasteland since the Great War. Maybe he would be the only human alive in all of the Mojave desert. All this sure set a lot of pressure on him. He approached a control panel and tinkered around the 200 year old, Pre-war machinery that controlled the door, and just before he opened them, he was approached by Daisy.

She pulled on his jumpsuit to get his attention, -Mr. Are you ever coming back?

Gilbert looked into the innocent young girls eyes and responded, -I’m not sure…take care of your mommy okay? I have to go now…

-Ok…- she responded sadly as she walked away from the room.

Gilbert waited for her to leave and pressed a big button in the control panel and an alarm started blaring loudly. The Vault’s door thumped and chunked loudly as it pushed all the dust stuck to the outside of the vault. The door pushed back slowly, scraping against the hard, metal floor, until it was outside of its frame, then moved to the side, opening up the Vault.

A huge cloud of dust crashed with the cold air of the outside world following behind it. A amazingly bright light shinned through the gap that slowly grew wider, momentarily blinding the young man. Gilbert was the first Vault 37 citizen to look at the giant light in the sky that the people of the Old World called the Sun.

He slowly walked out, into a tunnel leading to the outside world, right outside of the door were some skeletons of dead people, a teddy bear, and other items to burned to be identified. He walked over to the wooden door at the end of the rocky cave and slid it open. He stepped out and stood in awe at what once was a livable neighborhood.