The Collection

(set: $bobbleheads to 2) You take a step back and admire your pipboy bobblehead collection. Your gaze lingers on each of the (print: $bobbleheads) bobbleheads arranged lovingly before you. You remember the lengths you went to to secure the first. Having heard rumours of its location you were dismayed when you learnt that the bunker was swarming with raiders. But as the days passed the thought of adding it to you collection only strengthened. You began to start saving ammo and supplies. You took more risks. In hindsight you had begun your training before even making the decision to embark on the suicidal mission. But you did. Nothing felt better than the moment when your blood soaked and shaking hands first grasped the pipboy. The second time was easier. Now it's time for the third. You have it's location - a raider infested sewer. You just need to decide how to enter. [[Wade through the mud to the sewers outlet. It looks unused. ->The Sewer]] [[Climb down through one of the manholes. ->The Sewer]]

You see camping equipment and stores of food near the entrance. Making a mental note to pick them up on your return you slowly advance along the tunnel. A raider walks around the corner ahead and sees you. His eyes widen and his body tenses - preparing to flee. Before he can you take him down with your automatic. Your training has paid off. The next hour is the toughest fight of your life. There were far more raiders than you expected. However, despite the overwhelming odds, you somehow manage to kill each one of them without taking a scratch. You take the bobblehead as your trophy and clear out of the food as you leave. As you haul yourself up the ladder to exit you think you hear someone screaming. (if: $bobbleheads < 4)[[[Time for the best part -> Add the bobblehead to your collection.]]](else:)[[[You push the manhole cover aside... -> A horrible realisation]]]

(set: $bobbleheads to $bobbleheads + 1) You carefully place the bobblehead on the stand. With a sigh of satisfaction you admire the (print: $bobbleheads) in your collection. But your collection is still not complete. [[You need to find another sewer ->The Sewer]]

And look down at your hand. It's slick with blood. Not your blood. The screaming from the darkness behind you is slowly dying off. And then - you think you hear a child crying. But [[Now it's time for the best part -> You understand]]

You place the bobblehead on the stand with its fellows. It is still stained red. You look around. Your home is filled with hundreds of objects. Weapons, both common and unusual, a magazine collection to rival that of even pre-war collectors. There is enough food and supplies to maintain a small village of people. And you look back at your blood spattered plastic figurine. You hear the screams. You start to think of the tens, perhaps hundreds, of people you killed to acquire them. You killed hundreds of people at a time where humanity is barely clinging on. For little plastic men. You start a fire.