November 12, 2287 – Whenever I spend some time in what passes for civilization these days, I start getting complacent. The northwest suburbs of the Commonwealth are now largely controlled by the Minutemen and the Brotherhood. Diamond City and its surroundings are pretty much under control of the Diamond City guards, or at least there’s an illusion of control outside the gates, finally. But I keep forgetting how necessary it is to stay on high alert once outside those pockets of stability. Right now, I have no idea where Nick is, since he and I got separated on the way to the Memory Den. I’m not exactly sure how it happened. It was getting dark, and we had just crossed the Common seemingly headed toward the Scollay Square area. As we entered one of the side streets, we started to hear Super Mutant voices. Immediately, we turned around and started backtracking, and as we got back to Park Street Station, I noticed there was a metro bus just in front of the Old Granary Burying Grounds. I motioned to Nick to follow me, as I figured it would be a good spot to discuss some way around the mutants so we didn’t have to engage them. […]
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