Frowning lightly at the cylinder of the gun in her hands, prisoner 7064 chuffed a bit to herself. It figured that they'd only give her two bullets. Then again- no one else knew how many she had. It could be empty for all they knew, or more importantly: Fully loaded. Nodding at herself she continued down the hall until she reached a pair of doors. She stood peering between the two for a moment until she heard the noises coming from the far side of Section 2-A. Her anxiety spiked. Had she already run into someone? Was she going to have to use this gun? Her heart fluttered in her chest as she gripped the handle tighter. She tried to work herself up to just pushing ahead, but she stopped herself. A principal's office wouldn't lead anywhere. Better to check and make sure it was safe to turn her back on it before heading out. Reaching for the handle with her free hand she tried to turn it quickly and shove her weight into the door as she expected it to swing open with her gun ready to sweep the room for any of her opponents. Opponents? Oh dear, this was already starting to go to her head...