Both him and Zach were in a tiny room, no bigger than his kitchen; he soon realized that they were in the meat locker of the butchery he works at. If they don’t get out soon, they could freeze to death. When Zach came to, they had quickly formed a plan. Zach climbed his way up to the ceiling using the rope while Mark grasped onto the rope and ran around the room as Zach swung to build up momentum for mark to bust down the door. They had a conversation in the shop when they had gotten out of the locker. “I don’t know what they want my necklace for, Zach, but I’ve got to get it back.” Mark said eagerly but also upset. “You will man, I promise that, and I’ll help you.” Zach said reassuringly.” “We can set up a meeting to get some answers; we will show him we mean no harm.” “Alright Zach, that sounds fine if he’ll…