I walked up the escalators to the upper level. I figured the young West is being held in one of the side offices in the Mresti station. And sure enough, there is a terminal and a locked door. If Vance and crew knew I am there, they did not react. I entered the password I got from Karl into the terminal, and the door unlatched. And indeed, inside was a young man, lounging on the bed, slightly scruffy looking young man. Probably not much older than myself, but I am no longer sure how old I am. The young man sat up, his expression glum. "Who are you, and what do you want?" "I'm Roger Wilco. You are Ian West, I presume?" "Yes." "Evan King sent me to look for you. You're one tough kid to find." "Yeah, I guess I should have known this would happen. He's gonna send someone after me sooner or later. " "Did you... always had that hunger?" "No... I was about 10. Some wastelander was going to steal our
The Other Wanderer
a Fallout 3 adventure blog