A few students perked up at Brad's call to eats, and came over to help themselves. Most, however, weren't thinking beyond the next five minutes and were too freaked out to have much of an appetite.<br/><br/>As Brad walked away with his own goodies, he heard a thudding sound down the corridor. Looking past row upon row of bookshelves, he saw a guy down the hall pressing himself against a door. There was also a chair propped against the door handle. The guy, clearly a student, looked extremely stressed.<br/><br/>He looked up and saw Brad.<br/><br/>"Hey, give me a hand here!" he called out. "I think I got one of them trapped in there, in the bathroom."<br/><br/>The door shook violently with another thud from behind, but it held thanks to the student pressing against it and the chair.<br/><br/>At the moment, there was no one else around but Brad.