Roblox Piggy: F.E.A.R

7.3 - Treasure Hunting

⚠️TW! Mentions of blood and gore!⚠️

Lucinda's POV:
"I guess I just need to find two coins for this thing."

A blue keycard sat inside of the vending machine I was standing infront of. I tapped my foot with my arms crossed before groaning in annoyance. I sighed and shook my head. "Well, I did find carrots in here, there's definitely gotta be coins lying around here," I said. Much to my dismay, I did indeed find the zombie wandering around the station. At that time, I chose to use the crossbow I got from Bunny and the random carrots I found lying around the metro.

I was surprised as to how well they worked together, but I didn't choose to question it further. After leaving the zombie unconscious while trying my hardest to hold myself back from shooting it, I went back to the waiting room, and that was how I found myself standing infront of the vending machine. I sighed before turning around and walking away. I walked past what I thought was a gate that had a glowing blue panel next to it. That was why I needed the keycard.

"Looks like I'm going treasure hunting."

I walked through the halls while humming a small tune I was coming up with from the top of my head. "I just can't get a break from playing these bootleg escape rooms, can I?" I muttered to myself. I walked around the halls in search of the coin while humming. "Hm...if I were a coin, where would I be?" I muttered under my breath. "Would I be under a bench? In a dark corner? Maybe in the trash can..."

I kept listing different locations where I'd be if I was a coin. I bit my lip when I heard growling from behind, but I pretended to ignore it and kept walking. I had to get to a somewhat open area before I could do anything else. I went down the stairs that took me to the disgusting hallway with all the garbage cans. It wasn't the best, but it would have to do. My walking got slower as my fists clenched tightly. I swore I could hear something crack in them.

I sighed as I closed my eye. My ears took in the slightly muffled sounds of growling coming from close behind me. A shiver went down my spine as time seemed to slow down, atleast from my perspective. The gears in my brain started moving faster than ever before.  This time, I was going to use the feelings that once brought me fear to my advantage. "I have to time this perfectly," I thought to myself as I pressed my lips to a thin line.

I listened closely to the sounds behind me. I could hear a whistle of something swinging merely centimeters away from my head, and steps moving towards me. The dim lights showed me a skeleton arm and a familiar zombie looming over me. The moment I heard the whistle of the air, I snapped my eye open and moved to the side, keeping my feet firm on the ground. Now my left side was facing the zombie. My fists clenched even tighter.

The skeleton arm hit the air right where I was standing. I held back the urge to vomit at the thought of my brain being split in half if I was standing there. My brain pictured the image of blood, my blood, being splattered all over the walls and floor. I could imagine my body hitting the floor with a hard thud. I wondered if that was what my family saw when they died. I wondered if they thought about everything they had done before that point.

I let those thoughts fuel up my rage, and it spread like wildfire.

My body started to move on its own as I grabbed the zombie by its hand. I did a knifehand strike on its wrist, causing it to drop the bone and roar in pain. I wondered if Bunny heard it as it echoed around us. The zombie then growled and tried to punch me. I quickly ducked down and dodged it as I kicked the bone far away from us. I stood back up and grabbed its arm before kicking the zombie in the stomach. The zombie turned around slightly towards me, and I took that as my cue. While still holding its arm, I quickly got behind the zombie and flipped it over my shoulder, causing it to land on its back.