Ren smirked as she saw the boy fall on the Deathclaw and lodge rotting wood into the beast's brain. She began packing her rifle, humming along to the song playing on her radio. She then stopped humming when she realized that her assisting with the murder of the Deathclaw had shown the things down there where she was. 

Ren grimaced and pulled her backpack on, then quickly ran down the stairs. She began moving the fridge out of the way when she heard something in her shoulder snap. Her arm fell to her side. Ren could still move her hand, but trying to do anything with her left arm would be near impossible. 

She glanced at the window that led outside, towards the ugly mess of a Deathclaw outside. Breaking the window and crawling out of it would be better than attempting to move a fridge with one arm. 

Ren picked up a nearby globe and smashed it through the window, wincing as the noise echoed throughout the town.