"Might be worth a shot." Ransley stated, as they approached a large, steel door. Ransley knocked on it, and a slit in the gate was opened, a pair of eyes looking at the trio. It closed soon after and the door was opened, revealing the storeroom. Ransley and Steel moved inside, and as Steel looked around it looked exactly what one might expect from a store room Bookshelves sat against the walls, piled with medical supplies, and in the middle of the room were crates on top of crates "We have enough food to last us a month, with our numbers. If we ration, maybe three months"