Congratulations, you made it to the bunker before the nightly ghouls could catch you. I can tell by the look on your face that you weren't expecting me; a Specter, to be here, waiting for you. I see the terrified look on your face, I see the goosebumps forming all over you. What's wrong? Are you stuck? Did you lock the door before you realized you weren't alone. Now, you're stuck? You got nowhere to go, and there's nothing you can do.

I can't get over the expression on your face. Calm down will you? You look like you've seen a ghost. I see that you're disappointed, I mean, you clearly had no intention on sharing this place. We had a foolproof plan for all of us to make it here but you set us up...