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You're all gone.
You left us... left us to rot, left us to soak up the radiation and die.
You're sleeping soundly in your vaults, drinking gin and eating fancy lad cakes.
We hope you emerge to a hell worse than the one they died in - the one we will all die in soon enough.
One day, you'll find these things. These are the people you let die out here.