Zack didn't really know how the whole issue of keeping items worked. Did they need to be holding onto it for it to count, or was it fine if they were just close to it? Would it all end up in Tifa's room tomorrow evening, or would it be split between them?

Well, that was something they'd have to find out the hard way, unless the others had any insights. Zack started to pull bags of chips and boxes of crackers off of one of the shelves until he heard the others sounding very perplexed.

He turned to see what all of the commotion was about, and as his flashlight moved over the body of a naked man, he couldn't help stumbling back for a second. "What..." It wasn't anything he hadn't seen before, of course, but the guy was just standing there, moving his fingers as if he was inputting something on an invisible keypad.

Tifa seemed to think this might be a bad sign, and Zack was inclined to agree. "Guess we'd better grab what we can and book it," he agreed as he bent down and started picking the snacks up off the floor. He didn't know how a naked phantom was supposed to hurt them or bother them, but it was certainly unnerving.