I am connecting dots here.

Getting out of this room is necessary for me to reach a conclusion.

I walk towards the door and open it, the handle rusty, I apply more strength to it.

The sun is strong and makes advert from it, I cover my eyes with my hand, using as a protection.

A vast and empty desert now lay before my eyes, a long road and a truck.

"This is happening...."

I can't think of a particular reason, ¿why is this happening? How is this possible!?

My life....I have a life back in my world! You have to be joking.

Everything I had or owned at something is now...gone? Every relationship, every one-time conversation has just now disappeared?

But....why? D-Does this mean that I died? Does this mean something at all?

This has to be some a dream! I can just wake up still be on the bus!

I pinch myself in the cheek, check how many fingers do I have on my hands, I scream and stomp on the ground.....

But nothing happens, I am not waking up....I am not going to wake up.

I am feeling dizzy and nauseous.

From my messenger bag resting on my side, I took a plastic water bottle and take a sip. The cool water passes through my throat and calms me down.

Reminds me that I am still wearing my regular office outfit from work, a long-sleeve button-down dress shirt with a dark pair of straight jeans and a pair of sneakers.

I need to start rethinking my situation, I need to keep it together...

If this is truly happening to me......I cant just break appart...this world isn't forgiving at all.

I-I need to calm down, my hands are shaking and sweating.

Glancing behind me turns out the room was a shack in the middle of the desert built nearby a long road, a highway by the looks of it, poorly taken care of.

A few steps in front of the shack there is an old pickup truck with a suitcase on its bed.

Regardless I continue my exploration, just behind the shack is a rundown twin-engine jet, from the looks of it, it's been ages since has been used.

"Wait, a minute....this plane...is".

Yeah, I recognize it now, these are remnants of an old skydiving school.

Roughly I have an idea of where I am, but still, without a map thing will complicate for me.

I walked into the highway, taking a north-west road, I come across all sort of vehicles. Not a single of them is functional and any damage to them could cause a small but concentrated explosion since most of them ran on nuclear energy.

They typically run on electric engines drawing power from onboard batteries or nuclear powered with a small reactor to the rear of the vehicle, but vehicles running on petrol also exist.

Functioning cars are rare in this world nowadays, but this does not mean that there are no old vehicles that have been kept functional or that someone out in the wastes could not have invented and adapted their own vehicles.

¿Just who knows?

"Now that I think more peacefully, things aren't that bad, I have to reach a city or settlement, maybe get directions? Yeah! I can do this!"

I lift both of my arms in the middle of the road while walking, immediately putting them on my side

"........"

Man, fast travel was sure something nice....

*gewk*

Huh?

I turn around and behind me, not much tall than one meter, was a reptilian looking creature standing on its own two feet.

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Oh, a gecko.

I remember this creature, a carnivorous reptile, they are the first enemies you encounter as the protagonist.

They a pair of fins behind their head and orange tinted eyes along with a grayscale, their natural coloration and size differ highly based on species so this one must be a young adult.

Geckos can be found living across the entire Mojave Wasteland, different species tend to live in different areas.

There are three types of gecko in the Mojave: the normal gecko, the golden gecko, and the fire gecko.

Another species, the green gecko, is found in Zio-.

*gawk* gwek* *gwik*

Three more geckos appear from behind the first one.

"Gweek!" "Gweek!"

The four of them opened their mouth revealing their small but sharp teeth and began to march towards me.

Oh... right.... a gecko.

Almost at the same time, I began to opposite direction.

Geckos.... fuck! Geckos go on hunt in groups! In the game, they are nothing but pest but this is entirely different!

Their way of attacking is the same, they charge at opponents with their mouths open and attack rapidly, by biting and with swipes from their clawed hands

"Gweek! Gowk!"

Dammit! Why! Why is this happening to me! Even though they are the least dangerous species of gecko found in the Mojave, they are scary!

I just have to keep running! I can outrun them, in a matter of minutes will be at Goodspr-

*thud*

"!!!"

My right foot step on a small crack on the road, making fall magnificently on the ground.

I tried to get up.

Wasting no time, one the geckos latch onto my left foot, digging his teeth deep.

"ARGH! You son of a bitch!"

The sudden pain shocked my body making me fall again. Small tears began to form around my eyes.

I kick the young gecko on the head, not one, not two but four times trying to make some damage into him. On each kick I gave, he put more pressure on my leg

.On my last kick, I felt something different, I felt everything more accurate than before as if time had stop itself.

The pain on my foot stopped and so did my fear, I feel calm but cold too.The four geckos aren't moving

Huh? The one biting me is injured, if I blow him in the head one more time...Somehow after making my decision, instantly my leg extended and reach the head of the gecko, stomping with much force than before.

A small crack noise on the head made him open his mouth and fall back, stunned.

"G-wee..k"

Blood began to sweep from his eyes and nose.

Another jumped from behind me tried to chew my left arm, other tried to divert me grazing me with its claws on my right arm.

I kicked and tried to slap them away but I am just so weak that it's frustrating.

The one trying to bite me finally did an on my upper arm, sinking its teeth violently

"Argh! Stop!"

I am outnumbered and flanked from all sides.

The third gecko advanced in front of me and went on to bite in my head.

What a shitty way to die....

Killed by geckos...I didn't even got to see Vegas...

*BANG*

The third gecko goes down on his back, with a shot in the middle of his eyes.