March 22, 2187, 4:37 PM. Somewhere in the Great Sand Dunes of Colorado. You were unarmed and unarmored. You were also being chased by Sigmas. There must have been 100 of them, tailing you with their cars, motorcycles, and a few Bus Tanks. One of the cars sped up after the driver hit the Nitrous Oxide boosters. The car rammed you from behind, knocking you to the ground as the other vehicles came to a stop. You heard them getting out of their cars, before they began to drag you by your arms. You felt your arms be placed peripherally on two thick planks of wood, being held down by 3 Sigmas each. Another three were tying your legs to some kind of post on the ground with Barbed wire. Your vision cleared, and you quickly realized that they were crucifying you, just when the started hammering the nine inch nails through your wrists. After a few minutes, they cackled as they propped you up on the cross, slightly tilted back against a support pole. You must have been 9 feet up after they stabbed the cross firmly into the ground. You blacked out as they proceeded to go back to their respective vehicles, still laughing. Some time later. You had no idea how long you had been out, but it was now nighttime, and someone, or something, had found you. You felt the cross you were nailed to going down, before a voice yelped at you stirring. "Oh shit, you're alive!" You were still barely conscious, but you could breathe now. You felt the nails being pulled out with a crowbar, before the needle of a stimpack syringed pierced the skin of both of your arms. "Urgh... You're heavy..." You were then dragged somewhere else, in the back of a car. After some time, you were dragged out of the car, and into a small house. You felt the warmth of a fireplace, and you could smell food. You felt a warm spoon full of soup touch your lips, causing you to open your eyes. "Well, it's about time you woke up. I had to drag you all the way to my car, and drive you to my house. Well, it's someone else's house in Mosca, but they're dead, so it's mine right now. I also lost two stimpacks helping you. That's why you're gonna feel so damn hungry, so eat up." He put the spoon into your mouth, and continued yapping. "Sometimes I go to the dunes and loot the bodies that the Sigma Clan crucifies there, and leaves without taking their stuff. I think it's a waste of wood and nails, but it's also free loot for me. So I've got four questions. Who are you? What did you do to piss them Sigmas off so bad? And how did you survive so long on a cross? You trynna be Jesus or something?"