Jack has spent a good portion of his free time trying to find the library of the base. It only took him a few days to realize that there wasn’t one around. It was supposed to be a theme park after all.
He has in his hands a small list of books he wanted here. Some, he noticed were in the small town, but he really didn’t want to have to cross the lake in the boat everytime he wanted to go read.
Most were ones he couldn’t find at a book store or library. A something told Jack that he probably wouldn’t get half if any he put down, but getting at least one would be a lot better then none.
Maybe he could get some sort of daily newspaper delivered, too.
Jack approaches the Quartermaster’s door, looking around to make sure that no one around, especially the big man himself. He never got around to actually introducing himself to him like he was told.