Ah, breaking locks! Though Zelnick had only been here-- a few hours? Less?-- he had already had the pleasure of doing so several times. Smilingly, he hefted his flashlight and stood before the door; a few good thwacks took the lock off completely, and he pushed into the next room.

[If you didn't see the loungepost, I'm waiting on a room description to move us. :o Hope y'don't mind!]