Everyone soon had freshened up and finally went outside Brown's hut.
"Looks like we'll finally be getting a breakfast," Specy said in anticipation as they were making their way.
When they arrived, they saw Brown waiting behind the plastic serving table outside.
His cooking apparatus was outside just like yesterday. However, instead of a vessel containing food, a glass vessel the size of a milk jug was being heated over a fire.
The liquid inside the glass had a brownish red colour to it and was emitting a very pungent smell.
"…don't tell me that's our breakfast," Specy 's earlier lovely mood vanished at the sight.
The other three looked at him with a hint of annoyance on their face as if blaming him for their current predicament.
"That's right." Brown nodded, "This is what you'll have for breakfast. I spent the entire night preparing it, so you all better finish it to the very last drop."
