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Things are finally stableEdit
It's been about fifty years since the bombs fell. We've seen large groups come and go. Usually we've managed to scare them off or use the radiation sprayers to get rid of them. Seems like most of the attackers are just terrified of the clown make up. It's a kind of ad, they used to bring people so much laughter.
On the whole, things are pretty good. We have plenty of food, water and even partial power when we need it, which I'd image is a lot more than most others have. Even the mutation from the radiation storms hasn't been that bad after we learned to cope with it. I'm glad Rachel is still alive, I think she's the only thing keeping me together.
I can't sleep. We've had to board up another person today. That's over ten in the past year alone. I'm trying to keep everyone organized and keep everyone's spirits up since Kenneth, Mitchel and Herman are gone, but there are some days I just don't want to even get out of bed.
Some have even started talking about putting the Afflicted out of their misery, but we put a stop to that talk pretty fast. We've been here a long, long time now and these aren't just the people I survived the war with, they're our new family. We've got to find some way to help them.
Was that real magic?Edit
There was a big attack today, and Dean got hit by a stray bullet. The thought of losing another of us caused me to snap, and suddenly it was as though energy was literally flowing from my body. Then Dean just shot up and gasped for air. I healed him, but I have no idea how.
After the attack it hit me. Was this some sort of mutation... or was it real magic? I mean, given the circumstances, who could tell the difference? Even if we had a scientific explanation, does that really make it less magical? Regardless of what I want to call it, maybe I can use my "powers" to help the Afflicted.
Some big gang took out that group in Nuka-Town this week. The gang looks pretty aggressive, so we've decided to leave them be for now. It's too bad, we had almost decided to make contact with the traders there, but now it looks like we've missed our chance.
Rachel is talking about one or both of us breaking from the group to try find a cure somewhere else. But, if the two of us leave, I don't know if there will be enough leadership to keep this place together.
After Rachel LeftEdit
It's been over a year since Rachel left, and still no word. At home, there's nobody left. No one but me and the Afflicted, and that gang of Raiders next door. At first I was wishing that Rachel had stayed behind, but I kept coming to the conclusion that she did the right thing. No matter how much it hurt, she had to leave for the good of us all. Only problem is that I don't know how much longer I can hold the castle. The walls are crumbling. The walls are crumbling and I don't know how much longer I can hold them up. I miss you, Rachel.