You keep investigating, and quickly discover the source of the noise. The Philosophy Department has taken shelter in Mem, and are debating whether a Zombie has a ‘soul.’ You find them with their heads in their hands, groaning. Kant, Hegel, and Levinas are scattered around the room.
None of us have souls anymore, one Professor mumbles.
As an existentialist, this resonates with you. The Professors appear to have stockpiled vending machine food and drinks. Together, you’ll be safe for a while. You decide to stay. You win (if your idea of winning is having to talk about Kant for eternity).