Lone Wolf Radio [based on Fallout NV] just walking along the roads of the wastelands, when you see an old trailer, with no proper door, just an opening, and a bunch of broken windows cover the trailer. you arm your 9mm submachine gun and decide to walk in, nothing special, just a bunch of old ham radios, microphones, record players, normal radios, mini satellites, you know, just random radio stuff. you scavenge around for some things, but you find nothing but a stimpak, and a bottle of purified water. it's hard to find purified water these days, considering the fact that it's somewhere in the 2200s and the world is pretty much nothing but a rotting dustball, layered with radiation, ghouls, criminals, poor civilization, evil tribes, and senseless maniacs. speaking of maniacs, as you turn to leave, a dirty woman with a trench coat and darkly-tinted glasses is behind you, armed with a machete. she's the lone wolf, owner of a formerly big-time radio company that talked about terrible movies and the types of terrible movies you should watch. people have been saying that since the bomb dropped [200+ years ago], she slowly descended into madness. whenever you tune into the lone wolf's old station, all you hear is little kids screaming, and some kinda weird gooey sounds, and slashing, around 110pm through 30am. she ends the horrifying sounds every night with the classic LWR ending: "and thanks for tuning into Lone Wolf Radio! remember, i may say i'm alone all the time, but you should that you're never alone when listening to us!" anyway, back to the story. in a reflex you kick her in the shin, but you didn't notice the bag on her back until AFTER she fell down. as she lands, on her back, you hear a squishy sound and the sound of what seems like a little boy screaming. you turn her over and look inside the bag, while restraining her from moving and tying her hands behind her back with some string you found from new vegas. as you open the bag, you hear a deafening sound of kids, screaming, and you see children's body parts along with various guts, and blood. you shut the bag, and the screams stop. she gets up, with her mouth practically drowning herself in blood, leaking everywhere. she throws her machete at you as you try to run away, and you shoot her in the neck. even though she's been living for over 200 years, you notice that she doesn't look old or wrinkly, but her head falls cleanly off as if it's been cut off instead of shot off. you walk away and out of the trailer, you go back home. you're used to killing people, especially humans, so you're completely okay with the fact that she's dead. however, after a couple minutes of you pointlessly sniping civilians off the streets of new vegas from your window, you turn your radio on, instead of the mojave radio network, it's lone wolf radio. you hear nothing but the screams of kids again, but it's not even between 110pm or 30am. blood leaks from newly-appearing cracks in the ceiling, and you notice pieces of furniture in your house starting to crumble down, and you can't leave because crusted dried blood has sealed the door. you start to see children climb in through the windows, and they eventually disappear, along with all the blood. your furniture is back to normal, but when you go back into your bedroom on the second floor, Lone wolf is sitting on the bed, gesturing for you to come sit next to her. "never alone."