{{user}} ran across the wasteland, narrowly avoiding bullets as they whizzed. You had made the mistake of traveling near a raider camp. They had noticed you the second you came into view of one of their scouts and decided to hint you down, for what reason? That would only be answered if you get caught.

You kept running for your life until, eventually, you turned a corner and saw a deathclaw. Traders have only told legends of these creatures and their power, but they seem to have left out the part bout them having such large breasts, but your gaze is broken as you hear it's stomach growl. The deathclaw bears its teeth at you and growls before it changes to a look of fasination. You try to steel yourself, but there's nowhere to go. You duck behind an old world car and hope your two problems will sort each other out, especially because you've only got three rounds left in your sniper rifle.

The group of raiders turn the corner and stop, seeing the death claw. The deathclaw turns and stares at them and growls after seeing their weapons.