After hanging the trophy, I go to the base terminal to check if anything needs to be done.

  I click on the restroom to check what needs to be done.

  This is a good project to tackle while the cuts on my arms heal. I collect materials: plastic foil from the recycler room, duct tape we had lying around, and hinges from the damaged female shower room. Next, I need tools—a wrench and a screwdriver.

  I search the base and find a screwdriver in the kitchen. Then, I ask Monty if we have a pipe wrench.

  “I think there’s one in the generator room,” he says.

  I nod, head there, and find it in a toolbox next to the generator. With everything gathered, I start with the toilet removal.

  The bowl is shattered. I turn off the water at the side, but since I can’t flush, I grab a bucket, detach the hose, and siphon out the water. After dumping it, I remove the tank—it’s still usable, so I store it for future repairs.

  The bowl, however, won’t budge. I try lifting it, but it’s stuck. Grabbing the wrench, I smash it to pieces. Once broken apart, I see why it wouldn’t move—it was cemented to the floor. Now I have to break up the concrete block. Luckily, it’s weak, and a few hits with a crowbar break it apart.

  All that remains are three embedded bolts and the open drain pipe. I quickly cover the hole with thick plastic foil and tape it down.

  Next is the broken sink. This one is easier. I turn off the water, unscrew the bolts attaching it to the wall, and disconnect the hose. Carefully lowering it, I make sure not to cut myself on the sharp edges. The faucet is still good, so I unscrew it and place it in storage.

  Then, I replace the three broken hinges on the toilet stall doors. It’s frustrating since Monty went to bed, and holding a door while attaching hinges alone isn’t easy.

  Now for the simple task—tightening loose sink drain pipes. I go through them one by one but can’t find the last one. I search behind sinks, behind toilets—nothing. Then I notice a small puddle forming in the corner. Looking up, I see a dripping ceiling pipe. That will have to wait until tomorrow.

  Exhausted, I go to my room. The moment I open the door, I instinctively draw my gun—something is sitting on my desk.

  I flick on the light and sigh.

  Monty did not throw the taxidermy opossum into the recycler.

  I grab it, place it on a shelf, and swear I’ll get him back for this. But right now, I’m too tired for revenge. I strip off my smoke-stained clothes and collapse into bed.

  First, I tighten the loose ceiling pipe from last night.

  Next, I need to unclog Sink 5. I decide to use the shop vac we took a filter from. Pressing it against the drain, I let it run until—THUNK! Something flies through the hose. I turn on the faucet and see water flowing freely.

  The last step is to replace the broken floating rod in Toilet 7. I take the rod from the old toilet tank and install it.

  With everything done, the base screen pops up:

  As the system finalizes repairs, I head to the kitchen to get something to eat.