Archer takes me through the pyramid like he’d rather do anything else. He points at doors and tells me what they are and adds if I have access to them.
Neil’s room. Off limits.
Gym and combat facilities. Off limits.
My room. So, so off limits.
Library. Off limits.
“Is anything actually on limits?” I say at one point.
Archer rolls his eyes and pushes one of two kitchen doors open. It brings us into a large kitchen. There’s three people working who pay us absolutely no mind. Archer moves to one of three fridges, in the back corner. It’s smaller than the other two, only one door. He swings it open and I have to hold in a gasp.
It’s filled to the brim with fruits and vegetables. Nothing looks wilted or rotten. They’re all lush and bright colors. There’s some liquids in fancy pitchers a
