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[On the front doors of the Library Hotel is a note that has absolutely nothing to do with the holiday at hand. It is, in fact, srs business, and all concerned should read it.]
To the residents of the Library Hotel:
My name is Russel Tringham and I've moved into this hotel after the destruction of the university. There, I had hydroponic labs where I was growing enough food to make us self-sustaining. One week before we were to reach that point, the monsters destroyed the campus. The next day a fresh supply of food was found in Rockefeller Center. The connection is clear, and while one event does not indicate a trend, I will warn you all: It may happen again. I've taken up most of the science floor with my labs. I will also be using the greenhouse on the roof once the weather gets warmer.
My point is this: If you do not want us here, let me know ASAP.
--Russel Tringham
To the residents of the Library Hotel:
My name is Russel Tringham and I've moved into this hotel after the destruction of the university. There, I had hydroponic labs where I was growing enough food to make us self-sustaining. One week before we were to reach that point, the monsters destroyed the campus. The next day a fresh supply of food was found in Rockefeller Center. The connection is clear, and while one event does not indicate a trend, I will warn you all: It may happen again. I've taken up most of the science floor with my labs. I will also be using the greenhouse on the roof once the weather gets warmer.
My point is this: If you do not want us here, let me know ASAP.
--Russel Tringham