Turns out Deathclaws are like pidgeons and make their nests any old place, including this shitter in the halfway-demolished Salem Museum of Witchcraft. The mama deathclaw (which looks a whole lot like the papa deathclaw, and if you want to read into deathclaw gender biology on the wikia that's entirely up to you) must have seen the gothic architecture on this building and thought, This is the PLACE where I will bring my gorgeous babies into this world! It also seems that some Gunners saw this place as a likely jackpot full of jewel-encrusted loot and went poking around where they should not have. Here's the goofy result and it's recorded on that holotape. Don't forget the Pristine Deathclaw Egg laying nearby that you can use to tell your future! Wait, I can feel the spirits speaking to me, even now. I sense ... I sense something that was never meant to be yours. You will search a long time for a tall, dark stranger. At first, you will think it is good. But you will have a hard time letting go, and then it will be not so good. The powerful, frontal-assault mysteries of the cosmos will be revealed, and you will learn something.
