Take stock.

Your first move is to pop the mentats into your mouth. A legal intelligence enhancing ****, you often used them in the past when needing clarity of thought to review difficult cases in your work. You wait a moment for the mentats effect to kick in and then consider your situation.

The thick dust covering everything in the room is only disturbed by your own bare footprints and in places that you searched. Clearly none have entered this room in a very long time. The dust can only have come from one source in a sealed room, the decomposing body of the skeleton. You shudder at that, having sifted through the remains of someone and are now covered in a light dusting of corpse. This does mean that you are in no rush, you are extremely unlikely to be disturbed whilst you equip yourself. Though no pathologist you realise that it would take months for a body to decompose this thoroughly, possibly several years. Clearly although to your memory you entered the vault only hours ago a far longer passage of time occured while you were in that tank.

The fetish clothing, whilst it will do nothing to protect your modesty is lined with ballistic weave and will offer some protection to your limbs and torso. The violent cause of **** of the room's former inhabitant impresses on you the need to expect trouble The Pipboy is a great prize, it contains maps, a torch, radio receiver, database, an interface plug for electronics and displays targetting information. Most immediately useful is the built in holodisk player. You pull the Pipboy from the skeleton's arm and snap it onto your own, perhaps the holodisks you found will explain what has happened in this vault and more personally what was done to you. You should listen to them while the mentats are still boosting your intellect.

The three holodisks are labelled; project notes, personal log and Dick Goodwin please forgive me.