[ EU ] The year is 2296 and Vault 9 and 3/4 finally opens it 's blast door . Wizards have returned to the British Wastelands .

As soon as I stepped foot outside the vault I teleported. I would have left a long time ago if I could've figured a way out. I knew it was dangerous. Although I was teleporting to one of the hubs which should in theory have been protected, the effects of the `` Glitch'' had n't exactly been predictable. 
 
 I guess it had been a while since personal safety had been a concern of mine. 
 
 It was deserted, like I'd expected. I'd heard the president had reactivated a few before they'd let everyone out, beginning to establish some order in this strange world we now lived in. You know when a wizards think things are weird they are. Still they were a spoilt lot. But with the resources they had now I figured they'd have skipped this one. I checked my wristband, glitch levels were minimal. 
 
 Was that a pang of disappointment I'd felt? Had I hoped something would go wrong? 
 
 I had n't really thought past that point. I considered staying at the hub, but if I was just going to just going to do nothing what was the point of running away? I managed to boot up the computer system at the hub but a quick glance showed the maps and data were n't much different than the ones we had in the vault. I figured I'd download copies to my wristband just in case, I also downloaded all the movies and books that had n't been on the vault system. 
 
 I did n't really want to be with people so I'm not sure why I checked for signals, I did n't find any. 
 
 I loaded up on supplies, mostly rations and power packs, they'd been limited in the vault, then I set out. 
 
 I had no idea where I was going, I guess I just hoped I'd find a reason to stay alive.
