After a minute she got up, restless again, thanks to the adrenaline. After getting around the corpse of the bulette, she found a chest. It looked like a pirate chest, really.
"Hey, Nate, check it out." She stepped back from the box and shot at the lock. No way she was messing with lock picks.
The chest made a sound that was like a scream, and slumped over. "Huh?"