#testgrounds

                    Rain pelted down on Eliana, soaking through the thin jacket she had tugged around her body. The weather had never been so fickle in D.C., but the Commonwealth’s skies could be bright and cheery one moment and sending out radiation the next. Nose crinkled in disgust, she veered towards an old, run-down shack. With any luck, there wouldn’t be any ghouls or other nasty creatures hanging out inside. When the shack door proved to be stuck tightly within its frame, she put her shoulder into it. It shoved open with a creaking noise, sending Eliana stumbling inside. Her gaze lit up with apprehension as she made out a faint figure in the back.                                  “Uh, hi there. Sorry for intruding,” she apologized hurriedly, wondering if she’d be better off making a run for it now or later. “I’ll leave you be --- - sorry again.” 

               "What're you supposed to be, some                   knock-off version of a space invader?"