KimRae rolled out of the car, close the curb and caught the flick of a tail in her peripheral vision. She tensed. Trying not to move much and to blend in with the shadow cast by the rusted out hull, KimRae widened her eyes in an attempt to judge the size of this killer. When she couldn’t make out its head above the car’s door, she realized it just might be a young Deathclaw.  Her gut clenched. Where there was one young, there would be more and worse, the huge blue Mother. KimRae’s hand clenched over her knife but knew that even if she managed to wound the creature, her life would be forfeit. She was not clever or fast enough to out run an enraged Mother Deathclaw.<br/><br/>The cacophony of the lasers and tumult from the other street was stirring up the flotsam of humanity. The creature made mewling noises that reminded KimRae of a frightened toddler calling for its mom. When a man with a blanket wrapped around his shoulders raced by treading on its tail, the young killer shrieked with terror, swiping at him and snagging the blanket from his grasp. The vagrant did some screaming with terror himself as he fled on down the street.<br/><br/>Using that moment of distraction, KimRae scooted along the ground to the other side of the vehicle where two men, the men she had observed, stood, guns poised. Caught amidst whirling emotions, KimRae looked up at the men from her vulnerable prone position. Not knowing what else to do, she put her fingers to her lips in a shhhh motion and nodded toward the beast