You keep running, and do your best to plow through the crowd. Your body rubs up against wriggling bellies and ravenous residents all preoccupied with their own meals, or trying to avoid getting devoured.
Suddenly, you feel a warmth over the back of your head. Before you can react, someone grabs you by the hips and your entire view is engulfed in warm, slimy, velvety throatflesh. You're lifted up vertically into the air, and in a few greedy swallows, the slick saliva-soaked esophagus pulls you straight down into the humid confines of some unknown assailant's gut.
The instant you arrive, you plunge face-first into stomach acids and find yourself sandwiched between two other vault dwellers--a man and a woman. You struggle to upright yourself, only for a second woman to pile in on top of you, pinning you beneath the stomach acids.
You frantically claw at the stomach walls, but you can't breathe. The three struggling bodies on top of you are soon joined by a fourth as the unknown predator continues to bringe-feed on any resident he or she can grab.
Soon, your lungs begin burning for air. Your skin starts to itch and burn. Not before long, you can't hold your breath any longer, and take a deep, sharp breath of the sizzling liquids.
You feel a searing agony filling your chest, but it quickly dulls as you lose consciousness... and are digested alive with the five other residents into a heavy, fattening slop of nutrients. Your predator probably didn't even know your name. You were just mouthful of food.
