The Other Wanderer

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 ...

I woke up with best sleep that I can recall. While the bed is kinda lumpy, it's mine, and the door even locks. And I'm sure Wadsworth the handy bot has a few tricks against intruders. Dogmeat was up and I put some water in a dish and we shared some food from the stash in the fridge, which even comes stocked with a few bits of food. We'll need more, but we salvage plenty. Any way... Need to find the kid, and the Family seems to be the only clue. And Murphy said they've been seen at Mresti train yards. I dropped off any extra loot in the locker, told Wadsworth to guard, and left with Dogmeat. Mresti Trainyards turns out to be directly east from Hamtilton's Hideout, and almost directly due north from Springvale school.  We had to kill a couple more raiders when we walked by Kaelyn's. It was almost noon when we arrived at Mresti train yard. The fences enclosed areas with old railroad cars. The only thing interesting is the two rail tunnels. I took the door...