It was over. It was finally over. Well finally makes it seem like the past 12 years of school was awful, when in fact it was not. In fact, Matthew rather enjoyed his time in school and had a creeping dread of spending the rest of his life working an assigned career. That also scared him. [i]What did I get on my test?[/i], he had begun to wonder. Was he going to be working down in the systems area? Or would he be security? A teacher maybe. He had no idea what was in store for him. A slow sweat had formed at the top of his brow, nervousness for the future is what he attributed it to. With a slow, and subtle, movement, Matthew wiped the sweat on the sleeve of his jumpsuit. The jumpsuit he was wearing was not his workout one. He would never wear that unless he was working out. A few of his classmates walked by. They were getting ready to move on with the rest of their lives down in Vault 24. Before long one of Matthew's closer friends showed up. He had skipped the last day of class, 'sick' was his excuse.

"What'd I miss? Anything good?" He asked. "Not really. We talked about Denver a little bit. Then we talked about the Resource Wars. There were some interesting photos on the slide. I'm not sure where they got those though" Matthew trailed off. "So nothing good?" His friend asked, again. "Eh, we talked about the Great War a little too. Lancaster made a comment about Refs... again" Matthew shook his head. "Well one of the Mole Rats escaped this morning. Found it's way to the cafeteria and was eating a shit ton of food. Security Chief blew a gasket" the kid laughed a bit, both of them did. "If only the Mole Rat knew that he was eating another Mole Rat" the duo laughed again at the dark concept of Mole Rat cannibalism. "I'll catch you later Matt!" the kid said before disappearing into the various hallways of Vault 24.

After his buddy took off, Matthew decided he would hang around the classroom a little longer, just to see who else was in there. Finding a nice spot near the door, Matthew leaned against the wall and switched his attention over to his Pipboy. It was early afternoon. Whenever Matthew got onto his Pipboy, he would also do a scan for radio stations. The Pipboy was compatible with most Pre-War radio antennaes. Unfortunately Matthew never found a radio station. The only thing that COULD link him to the outside world, was no where to be seen.