(Rody)
Rody stared, mouth agape, at all the food that was kept inside the room. The amount he saw here was easily more in quantity than the entire shared food pool on the fifteenth floor. He ran his fingers into his hair and moved back so that his back was pressed against the wall. With disbelief blatant on his face, he spent a good number of seconds, rooted to the spot. It was only when a small voice in his head reminded him that he was on a timer did he snap out of it.
He quickly pulled out his mobile phone and opened up the camera app. He then proceeded to take several pictures of the room, making sure to get on camera exactly how much food was being stored in here. When he finally felt he had taken enough pictures, he slipped the phone back into his pocket.
