Colin tossed a wrench through the metal detectors at the entrance to the college's on-campus cafeteria, without a single sound going off.
"The power's off, head on in." Colin said over his shoulder.
"Any food that's still good in there?" asked a skinny black man: this man is Karl, he's been annoying everybody about his hunger for the last twenty minutes of walking.
"CHIPS AND COOLER DRINKS, NOW SHUT UP!" Colin snapped.
The crew walked around in the quiet white tiled expanse of tables and looked for movement. When it was found clear, they looked around the tables and began plucking everything they could salvage. They found some clean jackets, earbuds, phone chargers, phones locked behind password screens, and of course, old food left out by the patrons. It was cold, greasy, slimy, barely even edible.
"Let's go through the cafe, I'm sure we'll find something." Colin said while spitting out a rank-tasting sandwich.
The cafe wasn't much better; aside from soda, dip packets, and some chips, everything in the cooler stunk and tasted awful.
"Welp, this was a waste of time...." Karl said casually.
"You know what?! Fuck you!" Colin snapped "It's bad enough we barely got anything to eat, your pissy attitude isn't helping one bit, buddy!"
Karl went quiet.
"Besides, we still haven't checked the kitchen." the gamer added.
Colin motioned them towards the stainless steel doors on the western side of the building. Tino kicked the door down and found a generator up and running.
"Be careful... somebody's here and they might not wanna be amigos." the team lead said as everybody followed.
In the cafeteria kitchen, everything looked fresh. Sandwiches in plastic wrap, salads with ripe veggies and non clotted salad dressing, burgers, wraps, standard faire for the cafeteria meals.
Colin grabbed some brown lunch bags out of his duffel bag and began packing up the food they collected.
"Hey what's up with your college's milk?" Karl asked.
Colin turned to see the whiner drink out of an unlabled bottle.
"Doesn't look like my school's milk..." the gamer noted.
"I don't care what sort of milk it is, I'm parched." interjected team neckbeard Darius.
The two drank loads of it with satisfied smiles. Colin picked up a bottle cap and whinced.
"You two are nasty! That milk expired two weeks ago!" Colin grimaced as he showed them the cap.
"Seems fresh and creamy to me." Darius huffed.
"Yeah, maybe it's just an old bottle whoever made this stuff cleaned out." Karl added.
'And these bottles came from the trash, too... disgusting.' Colin thought.
That's when he looked away and noticed an extension chord running along the floor. He followed it towards the storage room where the ingredients were kept. He pressed his ear against the door and heard something.... it sounded like... moaning...
"Hey, you guys might wanna check this ouUUUUUUT!" Colin yelped as the door pushed open against his weight.
Colin looked up and saw that the extension chord was hooked up to a machine that nursing mothers used to extract breast milk. He looked up and saw that it was hooked up to...