My name is Carrion. I was a simple Courier, wandering my lonely way across the Wasteland. That all changed the day I heard the broadcast.

Like many others, I was drawn by its siren call.

A place to 'begin again'. I should've known with that nothing like that exists in the Wastes.

I tracked it down anyway, the fool that I am.

So here I am, in the middle of the City of the Dead. With nothing but an explosive collar, a 'Holorifle', a bloodstained white jumpsuit and a damned unicorn with wings for company.

Brilliant. Just brilliant.

Presented from Carrion (The Courier)'s POV.

Cover Art done by myself.