“… there are a million ghost towns in the Wastes. Some a kind of modern Vesuvius, inhabitants vaporized in one explosive moment, crumbled buildings tattooed with the shapes of people who would be mercifully spared the suffering of the War and the GP. Some were abandoned in the face of the angry radioactive wave that raged its way across the West, in places like Biden and Cordry that are still too hot to visit, another world captured in time.  These are what the Wastelenders call Rapture Towns, as if everyone had been vacuumed up into the bright beautiful light of Judgement Day, leaving the rest of us – the damned – behind. Worst of all are the cities and towns where humans tried to stay, vainly holding out against the rads and the radiosaurs, where they circled the wagons and tried to adapt to the changing world and hold out through the worst. Towns like San Antonio…”

Allie Bell
Excerpt from Rapture