Shaine ran through the room as the beast mauled the door behind him. It splintered and cracked easily under the massive deathclaw’s attacks. The squire knew the door wouldn’t last long at all with that thing raking against it, so he hopped up onto a counter and scrambled out a window in the back. 

The kid fell out clumsily then scrambled to his feet and ran to the back of the next building, then around and into another. He had been hoping to hide from the thing, but it had suddenly turned its attention toward a movement and the beeps of a mine nearby. 

The deathclaw bounded through the street as Shaine ducked through a doorway and up the stairs to try and hide once more. He looked out the window of a bathroom to see if he could get out of this building and he saw a figure crouching down below him. 

It was an old man. 

Shaine spoke quietly, “Hey...hey sir…?”

The creature bounded into the alleyway and up onto a broken wall, making a stack of lumber shift and crash into Shaine’s cover. He heard the beast below him roar in anger, rattling the entire structure around him. The sound was the single most terrifying thing he had ever heard. 

Then the wall next to him buckled and busted. The floor caved in on one side and Shaine was nearly taken down with the bathtub that crashed into the deathclaw below.