A Companion

I headed off to find the origin of a haunting transmission, it ate away at me wondering what it was. As I traversed the this never ending wasteland I spotted a junkyard, it seemed like a good place to scavenge for usable materials. Upon entering I hear gunshots, screaming, and howling I'm sure a group of raiders is battling it out with a feral wolf, I think its time to get in on the action. As I make my approach my hunch is confirmed as I see a band of raiders get struck down by a large dog. I am quick to whip out my pistol when I see the last raider hit the ground, something is different about this animal, he turns to look at me but makes no charge. A dog, unlike any other I have encountered makes his way to me, hes friendly... finally, a friend.

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