Time to move on

Shortly after their climax, an alarm blared in the lab.

"Okay guys," Dr. Ironrod said, turning to all the men in the room. "Time's up! You should go shower up and head to your first activity.

And don't worry about the ladies, we'll put them somewhere to cool off. Based on past tests they'll be back at camp by lunch."

Sam didn't love the idea of leaving these girls alone with a mad scientist, but it wasn't as if he was in a position to argue. He left the room, showered in a station at the back of the room, and left.

Once he'd left the lab, he started walking back to camp instinctively, but realized he had no idea where he was going or how to get there. Sam checked the schedule Veronica had given him. All it said was "Yoga."

"How the fuck am I going to find this?" he muttered to himself. "I've only got 20 minutes!"