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Diamond City’s most famous resident limped into town with a broken arm held against his chest. The Sole Survivor of Vault 111, creatively named Bichael Syke, nearly fell down the steps as he approached the lights illuminating from the Power Noodles pasta bar. His already anguished expression worsened when Nat of the Publick Occurrences newspaper began shouting into his ear. “Read all about it! Is the Brotherhood really planning to attack The Castle? Is our resident Vault Dweller selling out the Commonwealth to lick Institute boots?” Nat surely said the last part to rub it in. The castle was the local fort held by the ineffective Minutemen group supposedly to be attacked by the xenophobic Brotherhood of Steel, and the Institute was known as the local boogeyman–who replaced people with artificially-programmed replicants. Without so much as a word, Syke snatched a paper with his good arm and began reading. Everyone, here’s a fact that, if my sources are correct - and I know they are -