The largest and most expensive of the structures was toward the back of the compound near the gates leading down to the cavern.  Over the top of where their small garden had been located now sat a greenhouse.  The one-acre building was built from some kind of metal with clear panels that were more durable than glass.

The group walked inside the building, its entrance a double set of swinging doors.  The interior was organized into raised plots filled with soil.  Metal framework rose from the corners of each plot, allowing future additions of second and even third levels of growing platforms.  The ceiling stretched twenty feet high, sloped slightly to allow snowmelt to drain easily.  Sprinkler pipes crisscrossed overhead in a grid, with grow lights extending down from the rafters every thirty feet or so.

Nancy began to tear up as she looked around.  “We could grow food for… fifty people in here.  A hundred if we’re just supplementing meat.”

George was impressed.  “Damn, son,” was all he said aloud.  He patted Nancy on the back and said, “I’d love to join you in your work here.  My wife loved gardening, and I used to putter around in the garden out back with her.”

Nancy hugged the old man.  “Of course you can help.  Thank you.”

Leaving them to their plans for crops, Luther and Allistor left to go examine the garage.  There was a long bench along the back side of the bays for tools and such.  Below two of the bays was a trench that a mechanic could walk down into.  Electric lights hung down from above, and there was a bathroom with a shower.  The front of each bay had a metal door on tracks that slid to one side.  They all stood open at the moment.

“We could park our entire fleet inside here.” Luther gawked at the expansive building.

Allistor shook his head.  “We can park some vehicles up here.  But until I feel safer, we’ll keep some down below.  Remember, this place was leveled by a sixty-foot giant that could have stepped right over these walls and crushed every structure here.  Who knows if more of them might spawn?”

The walls and structures had cost another forty thousand system points, nearly depleting their available funds.  Allistor returned to the kiosk and opened up the RV brochure he had taken.  Using it to create a write-up, he listed the one with the full bedroom in the back end.  It was the least practical for their needs, and the most likely to attract luxury buyers.  He drove the vehicle into the kiosk, concerned at first that only the front bumper would fit through the door.  But as the vehicle approached, the door and the building itself seemed to expand to accommodate it.  Allistor chuckled as he got out and exited the building, mumbling to himself, “It’s bigger on the inside.”