"Let's go talk to the workers here," Eliam said from the doorway, while trying to peek inside.
"The one who brought the sheets in the room?"
"Yes."
“But before that, I want to eat something,” I answered.
We all sat down on the couch and started munching on the sandwiches that Troy had brought from the cafeteria.
"We have a cafeteria?"
“Yes, and it's well stocked. Everything is free.”
"Well, now you know where to find me if I get lost," I joked, munching on my sandwich.
Ten minutes later, we were out the door, heading for Morgan’s office, the college administrator.
"Oh, you must have come for your key." He started before we even introduced ourselves.
He rose from his seat and handed me a key.
“I'm sorry? What do you mean?” I asked doubtfully.
The old man who looked fit for his a
