The Golden Cellar

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The Golden Cellar

The steel screamed. It was a high, thin shriek that vibrated through the soles of my boots, a sound that should have been impossible for a solid alloy. I stood in the center of Vault 9, the air thick with the smell of ozone and burnt hair, my plasma cutter sparking uselessly against the primary lock. The lock was no longer steel. It was gold. Not the dull, yellow metal of coins, but a blinding,...

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