[color=0054a6]Zac Yoxall[/color]

[color=0054a6]"Hey, wai--"[/color] Zac says, only for Alexis to move off without him. Sighing, he swears under his breath. If she had waited long enough for him to speak, he would have been able to tell her that he was the last person you'd want for a stealth op.

Since she was already putting her plan into action, Zac sighs and mutters, [color=0054a6]"Well...what could go wrong?"[/color] Waiting to hear Alexis' voice as she distracted the students, he then slips into the kitchen. Making sure the students' backs were turned to him, Zac slowly makes his way across the room to the food storage.

The large, metal door was ajar and, upon opening it, Zac comes into a storage room filled with crates and shelves of food. [color=0054a6]"Let's get this started,"[/color] he mutters. However, as he begins to fill whatever he could with food, he had failed to realize that the door, set off-balance by him opening it, had slowly begun to close. It was only when the resounding click of a lock met his ears did he realize he had a problem. [color=0054a6]"Uh-oh..."[/color]