Chapter Three

Seeing there was no lighting in the cafeteria, the bright vending machine stuck out like a sore thumb. Indy didn't remember seeing it on when he walked by it, but he wasn't sure what was happening anymore. Of the four that were normally there, this one was in place of the candy machine. A quick glance would've made it out to be empty, but when Indy gave it a second glance, something caught his eye. In one of the candy rows was a box of .38 ammo and in the adjacent row was a key labeled: "Money Maker" Indy turned around and saw that the open hallway he came through before he fought the monster was grated off and had a fence-like door. He lost interest in the vending machine for a moment.

He approached the chain-link door and realized it was locked with a padlock. Just out of reach, on the other side of the grate was a newer style key, unlike the skeleton key he found in the office. Indy needed to acquire something to retrieve the key, since the one he had obviously wouldn't work. The Special Ed room was jammed, the school store was locked, and the other hall exit doors were jammed. Indy was getting angry. As he approached the outside exit doors, he found them grated off. The gym doors were jammed. Indy made his way back to the vending machine and read the note he failed to read before. It was written in what looked like blood.

"He who possesses Riches

And Knowledge

Shall receive fair treatment." (110x269=A/3)

As thoughts flew through Indy's mind, He caught hint to "Riches"

"Money" he said aloud as he pulled out a dollar bill from his wallet.

"Knowledge, let's see… 110x269 equals what?" Indy said aloud.

He was bad at math. After doing the multiplication on paper, only then did he see the "A/3"

"Damn it!" Indy grumbled.

After five minutes of chicken scratch, and a lot of looking back at the monster to confirm its death, he finally had the answer.

"9863.33 repeating." he sighed.

The number pad on the machine didn't have a decimal. Indy rounded down to 9863 and entered that code. Like never before, both rows started to move until both the key and the ammo were in the retrieval tray. Then the machine, as if unplugged, shut off. He retrieved the goods, and looked at the key's tag.

"Money Maker? The store?" Indy said to himself.

He walked over to the school's store and put the key in the lock. The door opened and he entered. As like before, Indy slipped the old key into his pocket. He saw an odd-looking pipe sticking out of the floor. It was loose as he grabbed it. With a strong yank, Indy pulled it out of the floor. A first-aid kit caught his eye. He retrieved it and put it in his satchel.

Indy then exited the room and proceeded to the chain link door. He got down on his knees and used the pipe to slide the key towards him. He then grabbed it and unlocked the door, placing the lock and key in his inner jacket pocket.

"Never know when I might need this" Indy said.

As soon as he was on the other side of the grate, Indy noticed the doors that lead to the hall in front of him were closed. He guessed them to be jammed. He tossed the pipe lawn dart-style down the short hallway towards those doors; declining the idea of using the pipe as a weapon; and took a right. As Indy moved down the open hallway, he noticed that the air was extremely cool. Not quite cold enough for him to see his own breath, but almost. The wood and auto shops proved to be jammed. The floor access stairs were jammed. His only other choice was to go into the senior hall again.

Indy tried all the doors in this hallway and found Greene's jammed, Teacher's lounge locked, options room locked, Olson's jammed. He decided to reenter the office to look for some keys. There was only one secretary's desk, so there was no fooling around. Indy found a skeleton key marked "Elevator" and some normal-looking keys that were all the same. They weren't marked.

Indy exited the office and tried the keys on the options room. Nope. The teacher's lounge was opened with them, though. As Indy entered the room, the white noise was unbearable.

Three humanoid monsters, all looking alike, stood at the back of the room. These monsters looked like humans, without a face, wrapped up in saran wrap. Their arms were restrained by its own skin, much like a straightjacket, but with flesh instead of fabric. As the monsters caught sight of Indy, the flashlight dimmed, and then died. He struggled to see that the monsters stopped approaching. He had the advantage, since he could see them, but they couldn't see him.

Having four shots left, Indy shot two of them into the cranium of one of the monsters, killing it. With the kill, the white noise subsided a bit, but was still loud. He put another shell into the head of the second monster, but the second shot missed and hit the wall. The impaired monster wriggled and writhed on the floor. The third eventually caught sight of Indy and started approaching him from the rear. Indy was trying to reload his weapon while ducking behind the eating table. As he slid the third shell into the revolver, the third monster kicked Indy in the back, shoving him against the door. He dropped three good rounds into the darkness. Indy whipped around and shot twice at the third monster, killing it. The second had gotten up for more, so he exacted a fitting punishment: a bullet to the head.

The white noise receded and the monsters were dead. Indy took his house key light and found the three good shells and loaded them into the gun, as well as three more. Of a box of twenty bullets, there was eleven left. He drank a soda that he had in his satchel, and recouped. Seeing there was nothing to be found in this room, the next stop was the office again. Indy wanted to search each locked room, if possible. He had two choices. Principal's office or Counselor's office. The counselor's was locked, so Indy entered the principal's office. He scanned the room with his weak house key light. He hated that light now. It was too small. The principal was slumped over on his desk. A check of the pulse confirmed he was dead. Indy pushed the dead body away from the desk so he could search the desk. He found a key for the option's room and nothing more. He exited the room and locked it. At this point there were no taking chances. As Indy approached the office exit, he could hear what sounded like someone trying to open the door. Indy mused at the fact that he felt no pity for the monster the principal most likely had become.

"Take that for giving me a detention" He said as he exited the office.