Roblox Piggy: F.E.A.R

2.2 - Big Sis Sophie

Lucinda's POV:
I found Amanda.

Well, technically it was the other way around.

I was currently sitting down on a bench in the backyard of the station, taping some pictures I took into my journal. My heart was pounding fast as I tried to get it back to its normal speed. My hands were shaking as I placed pieces of tape down onto my journal. They kept shaking as I read the note I found on a table outside. "The other police officers left without me. I need to get out of here," The note read. I folded the note up and put it in the folder pocket of my journal where the other notes were.

In addition to the lasers, there was also an acid river. That's what Mom and I found out before Amanda found us. That was the moment I faced my second near-death experience. I was just staring at the acid while Mom looked for items in a closet nearby. That was when we heard footsteps from behind us. I thought it was Dad at first. However, when I turned around, I didn't see him. The face I saw was familiar, but it looked different.

At the bottom of the stairs, which were a few feet away from me, stood another anthropomorphic pig. She wore a purple dress which was also covered in dirt stains. She had a purple flower in her hair, which also had specks of dirt on it. Her eyes were pitch black and had no pupils in them, unlike my sister's killer. However, she was holding a baseball bat tightly. That baseball bat also looked like it had seen better days. I immediately knew who it was.

"Amanda."

She didn't respond. I wasn't surprised, though. She was like her daughter: Aggressive. That didn't stop me from being scared at the time. I remembered myself slowly backing away. I knew about the wooden plank serving as a bridge, though. I still couldn't bring myself to cross it. Crossing a thin bridge over two stories was one thing, but crossing over acid? I was shaking my head vigorously as I was backing away.

Then again, it was either crossing a risky bridge or death.

Suddenly, a loud shot had echoed across the station. I had snapped back to reality to see Amanda on the floor, blood seeping through her leg while Mom had slight tears in her eyes. "I'm so sorry, Amy..." Mom had muttered, "...please forgive me." Then she told me to run out to the backyard, which we had unlocked earlier with a blue key, and that she would meet me there. I nodded before running past Mom and over Amanda, thankful that I didn't have to take such a risk.

That was how I found myself with shaky hands and a fast-beating heart. Now all I could do was wait for Mom to come out here. I had taken more pictures and written more things in my journal. I decided that if I was to face the same fate Rose faced, I wanted to leave something behind. Speaking of Rose, I knew that it would take me a long time to get over her. She was my big sister, after all. It felt like years since she died, even though it had only been over an hour.

"Things are only going to get worse from here, Cindy. This is the beginning of something big and unforgettable. You have to survive. No matter what happens, you have to stay alive."

What did Rose mean by that? Those words have been in my head for a long time now. The fact that it was just the beginning worried me. I had no idea what was going on outside right now or what I could be oblivious to. I only knew three things: Something was coming, it was big and unforgettable, and it was something I'd have to stay alive in. Even though I had no idea what this big thing was, I was planning to stay alive.

"Cindy?"

I flinched as I felt a hand on my shoulder. I turned over to see Mom standing next to me, holding a battery. I didn't know why I flinched, though. I never flinched. I pushed those thoughts out of my head before standing up. "How's Dad?" I asked. "He's got the white key," Mom replied, "Now we just need the hammer to take down those wooden boards." I could only nod at her. My clothes and face were all dirty from hitting the concrete. I had taken Rose's trench coat off and put it in my rucksack. I didn't want to get it dirty.