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Matthew stared at the ceiling, his stomach gurgling.
It was Day 2 of his stay.
He couldn't find the energy to move, much less sit up. Yet, the itch for a cigarette proved too much for him to handle.
He groaned, slowly rising from the stiff canvas of the cot. Logically he knew he wouldn't find one, but he was still going to take a shot at finding food.
He shuffled off the the bathroom first to take a leak.
It's been two fuckin' days, he thought, and the bathroom is already filthy.
It stank of sweat and piss, and there was a puddle of water on the floor. At least, he hoped it was water.
He shook his head as he left, drying his hands on his baggy jeans after washing them.
He pushed open the double doors, the humidity slapping him in the face.
The air was moist and heavy, settling around him and compressing him like a blanket.
There were the buildings and their lawns, and forest.
But are there any crops? Fields? Seeds? Anything?
He sighed, and decided to check with his friends in the Major Building.
They emptied the bag of produce onto the table in front of him.
"We stripped the trees," Big Sal said, his deep, rumbling voice similar to the purr of an engine.
" it gonna be enough?" He asked, his eyes wide, licking his lips.
"For us? Yes." He nodded, looking pleased. "At least until we take the seeds from these and grow more."
"And everyone else?"
"Look Matty, you're safe with us. Don't you worry." He said, leaving no room for argument.
Matthew just nodded, and with Sal's permission, dug into the peaches, apples, and berries like he had never eaten before.
Of course, they couldn't survive on fruit alone, but apparently they hadn't explored over half the island yet.
I hope to god there's some meat around here, he thought, sweet peach juice running down his chin.