The house was warm and I did as she asked, and soon I stood there naked and shivering. She handed me a robe and told me to follow her, and led me to t...e bathroom. There she started to fill the bath tub with hot water, and told me to get in. There was a hot water immersion heater there, so the water was piping hot and lots of it. She added soapy stuff to it and told me to relax, then disappeared for a few minutes. She handed me a cloth and told me to wash myself, but with the heat from the. I noticed as I got onto the old footbridge that my Pip-Boy lost the radio connection it had with the workstation, which I actually hadn’t even noticed it’d made in the first place. That was useful information, that it would still work using radio connections this far out, instead of just the wired connection I’d used to so far.The bridge itself had seen better days. While this was where the original bridge had stood during and after Revolutionary War days, when a flood completely took the old. I scurried over and lifted it up. The floor smelt of dust. Perhaps they are not perfectionists in every field, after all. I felt the outside of the envelope. There was something small and metallic inside. I opened it and there was the expected key. I had suddenly an extreme urge to visit the bathroom after a long night's sleep so I did. Then eager to find out the hidden secrets I opened the locks of the suitcase and lifted the lid. There were three things that immediately struck my retina: a. Among the last to be made tape slaves, they had all been rounded up and brought to Community Centers during the final stage of what was now referred to as "The Gathering." There, they were fed, clothed, taped and offered a job working at one of the new Centers opening all over the world. Most took the offer, though a few still chose to return to the streets to beg. Some wondered why they weren't just taped to want to join the Centers.Drug addiction was declining, too. While addicts were allowed.