Tales from the sun chaser.

I was either in a submarine, or in the lower decks of a ship. The floors were wooden, but the walls were made of metal. I went down the hallway, and opened the door, and there was this guy...who was a ghost. I'm not sure if i was supposed to meet up with this guy, but someone else showed up, and asked me questions. Every time he did, a falloutesque list of answers came up, except it was like 15 different things I could say. I remember one of the answers involved the NCR, and that's when I started wondering if it was a dream or not, but it ended.