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The blue joy is calling... but can Fresco survive it?

"Do you know what happened to you?" Joey's voice broke a little. Fresco shook his head. The kid nodded, like it was no big surprise." Yeah, me either. No one seems to. We just have normal lives, you know? Then suddenly you wake up with this thing eating into you," he swallowed hard, "and that's it. The rest is Wasteland."

Seventeen-year-old Fresco Conte is an ordinary All-American kid from an upper middle-class family. He plays football. His girlfriend is a cheerleader. Life is good. Until unexplained things, scary things, start to take him over. Like surviving an accident that should have killed him. Or hearing the thoughts of the people around him whether he wants to or not.
 
When the men in the dark blue coveralls come for him, Fresco is forced into addiction to the blue joy known as Wasteland and set free on the street, with no answers and only his hunger to keep him company.

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Diamond City Trilogy

Fresco felt the man's hand settle on his shoulder as Strom smiled at him so kindly he smiled back.


"It's great to see you," Strom said. "You look wonderful, Fresco."


Parker's eyes begged him to understand. Strom held her hand. That secret part of him roared in rage while he resigned himself to the truth and nodded once.


Strom's hand squeezed once and let go. "Parker's been giving you the tour?" His arm slid around her shoulders and she settled in next to him like they were made for each other. Fresco admitted they looked fantastic together and she seemed very happy. He did his best to be happy for her


"Your family is waiting to meet you," Strom said. "Shall we?"


Fresco felt a bubble of nerves rise up, but he was excited, too. He followed the couple down the short hall and into a large living space full of blue-eyed men and women.


Chapter 64: Not Fresco's Parker