"Jan 3rd, 2241

On the edge of town stand a fountain. I go there to think. I peer across the vast expanse of what used to be a city, and think of what used to be. this city bustling with people, more people then I've ever seen, yet.... non of them connected like they do in the wastes. not all of them are friendly connections, but atleast they are strong. from what I have found. the hollower the land, the fuller the people. The fuller the land, the hollower the people."