Bunker System

Chapter 3

Cumas laughed because of it.

"What, why is it asking this? There is no girl here, so how-" he stopped.

He turned and looked at the door. 

'What, nooooo.'

 He sighed heavily and walked towards it, glaring at the metallic door. 

Squeeze skin? What is that- holding hands?

He was in the bunker for a day and he had already gotten used to it. He had gotten info on how to use most things. He had to level up the bunker to get more things, he had pets to keep in here and storage was easy to use.

But quests, he thought he could live like this for the rest of the apocalypse. He went back to the quest note and looked at it. 

'Wait, a reward'

He was hoping it would be what he expected or something along those lines. Nope. "If incomplete you will be kicked out of the bunker for 12 hours," he said in a scared voice. "And where's the reward?" He shook his head, took a breath and started thinking. He put on his socks and shoes, stepping only on a certain area. He opened the door and went outside.

To be fully honest, he was happy that not everything looked destroyed. Most buildings had lost rubble but that is about it. The sun had left him and only a pool of cold grey clouds floated above. He saw broken things, stolen objects, but worst dead bodies. It reminds me a bit of a zombie apocalypse.

He thought he would throw up but a notification popped up.

[Feelings repressed when seeing dead body]

He nodded happily, but another one popped up, making him a bit nervous. 

[Feeling repression does not work in the bunker]

'Great'

He started walking cautiously scared of everything. There was a house opposite the shack so he walked there, making sure every step was carefully placed. He went over the corpse, checking if it was a female. It was. He tried it, slowly squeezing her hand, feeling like he should really vomit. It was small so it was hard to grip but he did it.

[Quest not complete]

[Girls have to be the same species and alive]

He gave a dumb look, wiped his hands on his clothes and went over to the house quickly. He opened the window carefully and everything was in rubble. He moved, his jacket got stuck on the hinde as it was sticking out

 He carefully placed the cloth on the thing but felt its weight and thought it was funny.

'Wha-'

He saw a phone in it, snapping his fingers.

'Cindy'

He made a noise and he regretted that so he moved upstairs, stepping on a  dirty carpet. When arriving at the top, he looked around, seeing if he could find anything useful. He tiptoed into a room. It showed a picture of a little girl smiling. He blinked. The little girl was nowhere to be found here. But her pure joy just made him feel bad.

'How could we have avoided this mess?'

He clenched his hands, looking around again. But before he could properly analyse the stuff, he heard a noise.

PRAA!

It scared the life out of Cumas. He looked around, and started crawling on the floor, he heard it outside. He took a breath and scuttled to where the stairs lead up, there was a shattered window in a weary position. 

"Hey, be quiet, there might be someone here," the voice was female and familiar. He was happy about this, all he needed to do was just squeeze her hand.

'Why does this quest exist?'

He then thought about how he would approach. It would scare them if he just popped his head out, they might have a weapon. "How would I approach?" He thought and blinked, smiling. 

The two people below were looking around, glaring like a pack of wolves. 

"Hello, is there anybody there?"

The voice sounded young and scared, both looked at each other. The girl nodded. Her clothing was ripped, her shorts were tight on her and so her legs were revealing a lot of skin. She wore a baggy jumper. The guy had long sleeved everything and was carrying a lot of things. His weapon was a spear, same as the girls. "Come out," he said intimidatingly. "Don't do anything, or we will fire," she looked at him but he nodded and she accepted it. 

Cumas hated this, but he slowly raised his head at the window, "I am he-" he stopped mid way after he saw the people. He blinked twice and couldn't believe the chances of this. 

The girl blinked," oh my god, it's you, from school." Cumas nervously smiled, "hey, Cindy," showing his teeth. "Come in."

The guy looked at him and smiled, "good that we found you," it wasn't menacing. Cumas took that as a sign that helping him earlier was a good idea. 

They entered the house and Cumas went down stairs, even though the kitchen was destroyed, they still sat at the table.

Cumas started speaking, "how are you guys?" 

His fingers had interlinked with each other, as if this was an interview. Cindy chose to sit next to Cumas and the bully on the other side. This time, he probably didn't care, making Cumas happy. Both nodded, but the bully spoke," we are alright, we had scavenged a few things but I guess it was alright." When he finished the girl immediately spoke," alright, how are you?" He nodded.

"I am fine, I stayed mainly in my house but I left, looking for things, that's where I came here," he chuckled, and showed a grateful face, "good that I didn't, 'cause I found you guys." Cindy took it heartwarmingly. The bully nodded. Cindy looked at him, asking something. Cuams saw it but didn't know what it was. He still showed the same face. He sighed , giving a look back she smiled and hugged him back. Even though the jumper was baggy, he could feel her skin, so he came to a quick response.

He first looked at the bully who smiled and  so Cumas hugged her, still looking at The guy. 

A death stare arose.

'Damn, he's acting good.'

He thought he could take the chance, so he held her hand, but he felt her leg and when the hug ended, he asked," what are you wearing?"

She scoffed, " something I found," standing up quickly to show. The tight shorts around her looked painful. "Are you alright, the shorts don't look like they fit." She blinked. She sat down with a bald expression, looking at the bully, he hushed her. "They are fine," Cindy said in a wavery voice. Cumas realised the problem and smiled but in early sighed.

'Why is this a quest? Also, I did the quest, is there a sign I did it?' 

The bully looked around and said," you two talk, I want to look around." He gave another game smile. Cumas was getting sick of this, he wanted to go back to the bunker. He was happy to be alone with her though, he held her hand, didn't it count. 

'Why is this a quest?'

"Help me," she whispered.

'So she is finally acting now, of course, to me'

It took all his might not to roll his eyes. For him, the whole adventure with him in the bunker would be fun. He never had anything as good as this before hand. Her popping up, that girl, it was simply annoying.

'So why is she pushing the issue?'

He asked politely," what?" 

She spoke about the mistrust of the bully and he felt like he was in a teachers class again. He nodded but he noticed it away. He placed his hand on her shoulder and said," I will help you, but first,” he moved in. ‘Squeeze’ was the word used in the context so he hoped he would move in and squeeze it. She misinterpreted it and kissed him.

"Hey, what are you doing?"