'Truth is the Game was rigged from the start,' was the last thing I heard before it all went pitch black. War, war never changes and neither does this abominable wasteland In a cemetery outside Goodsprings, I began my new road. My road was paved with a singular desire: a need for justice, an insatiable craving for revenge They say it took one to the head to make me forget and another to make sure I remembered. I forgot one life, but I will be damned if I let Benny get away with what he did. Benny if you are reading this, then prepare yourself. I crawled out of that grave you dug and am coming for you. I will find you and when I do, I will get my pound of flesh. So sit tight and keep that chip that I gave you polished for me. Because I am on my way to make a delivery for myself