resumed our trek, with a
little more urgency in our step. Every 50 feet or so, I looked over my
shoulder to keep tabs on the delirious mob that chased us. It was
hard to gauge the distance between us, but there was no need for panic. Not
yet, anyway.

As the three of us kept trucking along, Benjamin explained every minute
detail of what happened while I was gone. The numerous rations they'd amassed before the storm destroyed all of that. The increasing panic amongst the students. I started to zone out, losing myself in thought, when he finally asked a question.

         “But enough about us, what about you?” he asked me.

         “Hmm?”

        &...

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