Sadly I couldn't find a single bit of food among the many looted stores. I was going to have to just give up and wheel on home. Scratch that, wheeling home is a bad idea, somebody is bound to hear these squeaky wheels. I suppose the security office might have one of those carts that the security people drive around, but with the current situation I doubt it. I wheel off in that direction anyways to find that the security office is on the second of three floors. Great. I had to struggle up a broken escalator and crawl over to the office a ways away. The door was wide open, and the place was already looted aside from a few random things that security officials use. Thankfully, these things were just what I needed. One of the bits was the barrel from a shotgun, which was exactly what I needed for a new leg. The barrel, a bent piece of metal and some wires from inside the camera monitors was all it took to get me walking again. Just to be safe, I ripped off half of the left leg of my pants and tied it in a knot around my knee where the new leg attached for extra support. It took a minute of getting used to, but now I was better than ever. I quickly scurried along the path that brought me here and started heading home.
