Aw hell. After all the trouble Ronnae and the rest of the school went to to stockpile supplies, too... hn, makes me wonder where the hell it all went, actually.

[Did it turn into chlorofluorocarbon dust in the blast? Were they breathing in erstwhile tacos even as they SPOKE? It was a possibility, and a very sad one at that. He's going to try to think positive, dammit.]

You know, maybe we can find some remnants of the storeroom out there on the island. Parts of the landsccape already look familiar. Maybe the bunkers were just displaced.