I'm looking for the Corvega construction facility and find Lexington. It seems abandoned enough. I stumble upon a Super-Duper Mart and decide to venture inside. I find a Protectron locked in its charging booth. I remember I found a subway token on a dead wastelander so I set the Protectron's routine to subway patrol. The robot scans my token and lets me carry on.
As I explore deeper into the building, a metric fuckton of Ghouls start slipping in. These guys crawl through the fucking windows like it's the Walking Dead up in this bitch. I whip out my sawed-off shotgun and begin blasting faces, kneecaps and any other type of limb that gets too close. As I round the corner and kill the final Ghoul, I notice something laying on the ground between two aisles. It's the Protectron, surrounded by four dead Ghouls. Little guy gave its life for me.
Emotionally moved by this robotic altruism, I finish looting the Mart and head deeper into Lexington. At this point I decide to tune my Pip-Boy to Diamond City Radio. As the upbeat tunes of "Butcher Pete, Pt. 2" start blasting over my speakers, some Ghouls decide to attack me from behind in a narrow alley. The fight spills out into the open street and I find myself surrounded by angry radiation victims. Shit's looking pretty fucking grim, let me tell you.
Then, all of a sudden, half the fucking Ghouls blow up. Several rusted cars go up in a fiery nuclear explosion. My health gets dropped below half and most of my limbs get crippled. I manage to limp back into the alleyway and dispatch the final Ghouls. I take a peek around the corner and see a Defense Turret raining down bullets on some angry Ghouls. Then, from further away, a fucking Raider in Power Armor uses a goddamn Fat Man to blow them all to smithereens.
At this point the air is colored red from all the explosions, shit's ridiculous. I sneak my way up on top of a building and take out the Raider. I steal his Fat Man. From my high vantage point I snipe some of the Raiders defending the Corvega Plant and then make my way to the facility.
As I crest the hill I see a few more Raiders. I quickly take care of them. A slightly somber tune starts playing over my radio. "Don't they know it's the end of the world", the one from that fake audio trailer two years back. Right as the singer utters those words I hear the wind pick up. The sky turns a nasty shade of green. My goddamn first radiation storm.
There's still raiders out there, but as my geiger counter starts emitting warning sounds I stumble through them in search for an entrance. My health is reaching the critical level at this point. I finally discern a door through the radioactive haze and stumble in, to safety.