I fell asleep on the ground outside of Hidden Valley. When I awoke, it was well past midnight I expected. I couldn't see much when I got up and I stepped on something. I reached down and felt a body. The little boy's body. I screamed and kicked it. Probably not the best idea. Considering Deathclaws come out at night around here. And I was right. I heard a roaring noise coming from the hills. I ran as fast as I could. I kept running, trying to get away from the beasts chasing me. I assumed I lost them. I slowed down and turned around.
"What the hell." It wasn't a Deathclaw. Just a fucking Bighorner. It was still running at me. When it got up on me, I punched as hard as I could into it's chest. It roared again as it flew back about 20 feet.
"Ah. Shouldn't run into anymore trouble."