Fallout’s ghouls are a gruesome lot, but what’s really gruesome is how little recognition the horror behind them gets. I remember my first time meeting one in the exposed rust bucket of a bar looking over the city of Megaton in the third game.
“Gah, what the fuck are you?” My thoughts exactly. They look like if you left your thumb in the bath for a couple of hours and it resurfaced with googly eyes and a faint slither of a mouth.
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