"UAGH", Perry spurred as her body slammed hard onto the musty floor. Perry could barely breathe. The impact of the fall had knocked all the air right out of her. She groaned in agony, struggling to sit up right but to no avail. Her muscles were so weak from not using them in god-knows how many years. What a wake up call. As Perry got her bearings, she realised that she was not on the floor, but was laying on the wall of a mouldy room. Her vault must have fallen on it's side, she presumed. Perry was so confused, one moment she was laying in bed, trying to fall asleep the next thing she knew, she was stuck onto a wall. Perry heard faint voices in the distance. Voices of desperation and fear. Her so weak and frail, she layed still: her eyes stared into space. She tried to yell but only could let out a whisper, "Help..."