The Demise of Vault 11
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  • Reads 10
  • Votes 2
  • Parts 1
  • Time 6m
Ongoing, First published Apr 10, 2020
Vault 11 has been abandoned for decades, though few people know the story of its terrible past.
And now you can be one of those few...
Another disgusting Vault Tech experiment gone "wrong," or more likely just as planned...
Discover the ugly stories behind the horrible story of vault 11. The grossest example of fear overpowering morals. It shows just how authority, whether false or true, can force us all into a state of self-destruction, as well as into a state of destruction of all that we love and hold true.
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