Scattered Journal Page No. 6

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Scattered Journal Page No. 6
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Scattered Journal Page No. 6 is a paper note in Fallout 76.

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Spring 2097
This will be my last entry. I'm pinned in these damned tunnels and the Scorched are coming.

Yesterday, two men and a woman came to the camp looking panicked. We recognized them - they were with us at Pleasant Valley. We thought they were crying wolf - get us to lower our guns so they could ambush us - but I could tell they were genuinely frightened.

Between the sobs, they managed to tell us that Scorched had reached the mountains and killed most of the remaining survivors. We had a few hours at best before they reached us. We didn't even have time to figure out where we'd go when they attacked. There's just too many. Once they pushed us back into the tunnels I knew it was over. Scorched have been making their way further into the tunnels for months now.

I always knew that this wouldn't last. I'd been evading my comeuppance for too long. Sooner or later I'd pay for what I've done. To see everyone I've cared about be killed and torn to pieces, it's the worst feeling I can imagine, but I can't say I don't deserve it.

All these years, I wondered if it was possible to come back. If people could come back from the horrible things we've done; if I could come back from the horrible things I've done. For a couple of years there, I started to believe maybe it was. But it isn't. I can't come back from the things I did as a Cutthroat. Humanity can't come back from nuking ourselves to Hell. And now it seems we're all gonna die as a result of it.

The rest of the world are laying in the beds they made. I guess it's time I do the same.

Holotapes and notes in Fallout 76