Lockpick

Kasha thought to herself, 'There's no guarantee the numbers are the real combination. And even if they are, this is a simple enough lock to pick.' So she pulled out her picks and went to work.

After only a few moments, the lock clicked and she was able to open the door.

But as it opened, a bright pink flash burned her eyes, and she raised her hand to cover them.

That meant she was unable to react when a tentacle reached out of the locker and wrapped around her waist.

She drew a knife on pure instinct, trying to cut the tentacle before it could do anything to her.