The group assembled in front of the massive, gear shaped Vault Door. A technician was seated nearby at a control panel. "You leaving? Got everything packed? Toothbrush? Extra socks?"
Peter gave him a humorless smile. "Just open the door."
The technician shrugged and hit a large button on his console. "Watch your step out there, don't go anywhere you'd glow in the dark."
Alarms began ringing as the door began to hum. Steam shot out around it, mingling with the sounds of hydraulics. The door slid forward, then rolled to the side. A still, incredibly hot air greeted them as they stared out into the vastness of the desert. Endless dunes of charred sands and pillars of cracked rock below a gray sky greeted them to the Wasteland.