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 is a piece of Fan Fiction submitted to the 2023 Fallout Creepypasta Contest.

Story
Preston couldn't believe what he was reading.

A third settlement had been wiped out. Like the others, no bodies, no survivors. Everyone was just... gone. He could understand it if there was at least ash, that would implicate The Institute or Brotherhood of Steel at the very least. But there was nothing. It was as if everyone had simply vanished.

More concerning was the pattern. Somerville Place, Oberland Station, Tenpines Bluff, and now Abernathy Farm. All located within the same region of The Commonwealth, and all increasingly close to Sanctuary Hills. If this pattern continued….

Preston put his head in his hands. It was then that he heard an odd noise outside. He excited the house he had turned into a temporary command post and looked around. Everything seemed normal. The Mr. Handy kept trimming the dead hedge, Mama Murphy was sleeping in a chair, Jun Long was standing staring up…. up?

Preston followed Jun’s gaze and couldn’t believe what he was seeing. A man, wearing what appeared to be a Vault Suit was floating some 20 feet up in the air. He stared in disbelief at the floating man.

It was then the man spoke.

“TAI”

Preston was frozen.

He couldn’t move.

By the looks of it, neither could Jun.

The strange man in a vault suit descended towards the Mr. Handy, who floated there, unmoving.

Preston strained, struggling to move, unable to so much as move a finger.

The man arrived beside the robot.

He stretched out his hand, touching it.

He spoke again.

“Disable”

The Mr. Handy disappeared.

Preston couldn’t believe his eyes, one second the robot was there, the next it wasn’t.

It was then the Vault dweller turned and proceeded towards the sleeping Mama Murphy.

Once again, he reached out his hand.

Once again, he spoke the word “Disable”.

And once again, Preston watched in horror as Mama Murphy vanished, never having woken up from her sleep.

Horrified, he realized what had happened to the people of those settlements. This man had happened. How many people had experienced what Preston currently was. How many people had fallen victim to this horrifying man in blue.

The man turned towards Jun.

While Jun’s face looked the same as it had before, frozen in confusion, his eyes were wide with horror. They darted around rapidly as the man approached, before finally settling on Preston.

They locked eyes as the man reached out his hand.

“Disable”

Preston watched as Jun Long disappeared. He had survived Quincy, but not this man.

It was then that Preston watched with horror as the man turned towards him.

He screamed silently as the man floated towards him.

He prayed silently to whoever would listen, as the man stretched out his hand.

“Disable”.