You decide to use your card at the UC because it's already paid for. There is hardly anyone around outside. When you walk into the UC, it is so quiet you can hear the cooks swearing in the Bistro.

  You know, you might possibly have some mail. You only checked it three hours before. You walk upstairs and head toward your box. You peer inside, but don't seem to have anything. So, who was dumb enough to leave their mailbox unlocked? You rifle through their mail-- why is some guy getting the Victoria's secret catalog? You leave all the unlocked mailbox doors open.

  On your way out, you notice the recycling bin. You take a look inside, wondering if there is anything interesting in there. Amidst phone bills and fliers, you find a letter ripped in half from Blockbuster Video, threatening somebody for not returning a video. The threat is, if they use their card again, they'll be sent another letter. You look to see who it is and make a mental note not to ever loan that person any money if you happen to meet them. You go through the phone bills. Somebody has a lot of 900 numbers on their bill. It's that guy down the hall who spends a lot of time alone in his room. Guess he figured the school would pay for the bill.

  Your stomach is still grumbling, so you better eat soon.

If you want to go to the Bistro (I.C./Leo's), turn to Page 37.

 

If you want to go to the cafeteria, turn to Page 8.