It’s not a long one:
Survival in the wastes is a gruesome business. It’s a lonely one too. Under the game’s grim atomic sky you can walk for ages with only broken sections of motorway, brown desert, decaying houses and the occasional weather-beaten skeleton for company.
Sure, there are wild dogs, bloat-flies and propaganda-bleating eye-bots sent out by the power-grabbing false presidency of John Henry Eden (the leader of a faction known as the Enclave, brilliantly voiced by Malcolm McDowell), but ultimately a stroll through the wilderness is a solitary, haunting experience.
Then again, should a dash of the old ultra-violence be desired, indicators appear on your compass to inform you in which direction to head – but not how far away it is, or what it could be.
The first top-side settlement you’ll probably explore, however, is Megaton – the town that you are given the choice to either nuke or save through the medium of its central atom bomb. Us? We defused it, obtaining the deeds to a local shack and the free hair-cutting services of one Wadsworth the Robo-butler from a grateful populace.
A populace that would probably have been a lot less happy if they’d known we’d also spent the evening hacking their personal files, stealing from locked safes, buying hard drugs from the local dealer and (seriously) putting a live grenade in the pocket of a sleeping old woman and watching her frantically pat herself down searching for it, before exploding.