There were a lot of museums located in ChalkZone. Most of them had been built by zoners; the ones that were erased by human artists was not very common. It would seem that most humans didn't really enjoy drawing museums all that much. At least, not on a chalkboard.

This particular place was a bit different than others. On the outside, it looked like your typical museum. It had its artifacts. It had its skeletons and art pieces that were up for display. Anyone who came into this place deciding to have a look around wouldn't really notice anything off about it. In fact, it almost seemed a bit...dull.

But that was because they often didn't look deeper. For this place had another thing going on about it. It was not simply a place for museum items. It was not a place just for the common folk to come in and take a look around at historical stuff.

It was also a hiding spot.

Not many would even understand, or hope to understand, why this was the case. The item in question didn't look really all that significant. There was nothing about it that made it stand out above the rest. There was nothing about it that made it look any more special than anything else. At least, not in particular appearance or anything. After all, it did look ike a piece of ordinary chalk.

But those who were wide enough might realize quickly this wasn't the case. After all, why would an ordinary piece of chalk be surrounded by the lasers? Only humans could use this sort of thing. Any zoner who tried to take it would be pretty stupid. The chalk would be utterly useless to them.

But sometimes in ChalkZone, it was just best to stay on the side of caution. There was little reason to let their guard down here. There was little reason to set things aside and act like nothing could happen. Zoners can often have really bizarre motivations. Even if they couldn't use the chalk, they could still take it and use it as a weapon. A zoner would still die if the chalk were chucked into their throat, would they not?

These were the thoughts that raced through their head as they made their way over slowly. The figure, covered in a cloak to conceal their appearance to anyone who might be watching, kept their eyes glued on their target. It wouldn't really take much to grab this and go...or rather, this would be the case if it not for the lasers and the glass all around. That was definitely going to be quite a hamper in this situation.

Not that it was going to stop them. They had come all this way and they were not about to give up now. They worked too hard for this. The chalk was right within their sights. They needed to take this chance. It was the only way that they would ever...

They lifted their head up when they heard the sound of footsteps. Then some mumbling through the walls. They looked around left and right as they tried to make sense of what was being said. However, the voices were just too muddled and blurred together. No coherent word could be heard. This frustrated them, causing them to grit their teeth.

Well it didn't seem to be too much to worry about. They couldn't hear the footsteps getting closer. Not to mention there was no urgency in their voices. They probably didn't even know they were in here. Well that was good. The last thing they needed was more complications about this. Wiping their brow, they turned their attention back to the item before them.

Now how were they going to get it...?

They paced a little, going around in a wide circle. There was not a lot of room and doing this was quite risky. But they couldn't help it. They needed to do something in order to keep their mind's gears going. They thought better when they were on the move like this.

The security system in place was not too badly done. The glass would make it impossible to grab without breaking it. And the lasers would ensure that something got noticed, setting off the alarm. This meant that they would not be able to grab it as quickly as he would have liked. If they wanted this thing, they would need to find another way to pull it off.

Hmm what if they were to go from the bottom down? That shouldn't be too hard. They would need to figure out where this thing was in correlation with the levels, and then... Oh wait, they would need the right kind of tools and there was no telling what was between the floors. So there went that idea.

But there was no way they were going to leave this quickly. They were going to stay and look at this thing and figure out what they were going to do. This chalk... They needed this chalk. They would not be able to leave until they were able to grab it and take it with them. This piece of chalk was highly important. Crucial to the plan.

As they took a few steps closer, they could feel every core of their body starting to tremble. Excitement rushed through and they were not able to relax. Energy quaked through and they breathed in and out heavily, sucking in sharp breath after sharp breath. Their eyes widened bigger as thoughts raced through their mind.

Perhaps this was not the way to do things. Perhaps there was a better way. Perhaps they should just accept that...

No, there was no way that they were going to accept this. Time has come to change things, starting now. With their eyes narrowed, they approached a little closer to the device that would be a game changer. They licked their lips in determination as they reached out and...

They flinched when they could feel a slight coolness around their wrist. It crossed along the skin and their heart skipped a beat. It did not take a genius to know exactly what had happened.

Their hand had went through one of the lasers. And the effect was instant.

They nearly jumped into the air when the loud, blaring siren filled everything around them. Their ears nearly popped out of their head and they were shocked as to why they could still hear at all. They thought for sure they could feel some blood starting to seep down towards the ground, staining the surface there. They remained frozen for several moments before they managed to get themself to move.

But they had moved a litte too slowly. They could hear the sound of footsteps coming this way. The shouts increased in volume. They could sene the urgency on their voices now. No longer were they relaxed and doing typical patrol. They were fully alert and ready to deal with intruders like themself. They had to get out of here.

But..ugh... Did they really want to leave now? They had tried so hard to get in here. They had taken a long time to figure out where this secret entrance was, how to get in without the guards noticing... If they left now, then that was it. There was no way that they would have another chance like this again. They would seal up the entrance. They would assign more guards. They would ensure that no one would come in.

There was really no choice in the matter, though. It was either flee...or risk getting captured. And they were not about to let themself get captured. Not by something as filthy as... They shuddered for a moment and shook their head. They could not even finish their sentence.

As much as they hated having to run off with their tail between their legs as it were, they really didn't have very many options. They would fail no matter what they did. They could feel their blood burning up inside and they grounded their teeth together. They should have plotted this out better. They should have been smart enough not to get closer. But they just had to push their own luck, didn't they?

Oh well, there was still another time. Even if it would be difficult, there was still another time.

They took a moment to look around the room. They could see lights coming down through the door with the window not fear. The security guards were coming down here. They would be here relatively shortly. They would need to get out now if they wanted to have a chance at making a getaway.

The figure didn't waste time. They turned their attention towards the section they had snuck in at. An area where the bricks had been opened up, creating a tunnel that snaked along the ground, reaching out into the distance. The figure rushed over here as soon as they could and they immediately went to work sealing it right back up. Not an easy thing to do when there was so little time. But they still managed, and in a matter of moments, though a little sloppy, a barrier had been created.

With just a tiny hole for them to watch and see out into the room still, the figure waited quietly and listened intently to what was being said.

"Do you see anyone, Frank?"

"No, not really, Joe."

"It's Moe."

"Whatever. Anyway, I don't see anything missing. Maybe it was just a false alarm."

"There are no false alarms here. You know how the system is."

"It could still have some bugs in it."

"Well whoever was here, they are gone now."

"Or there never was anyone here."

"Shut it."

The figure listened carefully to the conversation. As it went on, it became increasingly clear that the security guards had no idea that they were in there. So all they needed to do was just wait until they left.

And as they waited, they tried to think of just how they could pull off this heist. There had to be some way that they could succeed in getting that chalk out. But how were they going to do that if... wait, wasn't there someone in ChalkZone who had stolen magic chalk before? Wasn't there someone who might have the cunningness required to pull something like this off?

Oh yes, his name was Skrawl...