It’s Halloween night, it looks like the Arctic Tundra outside, and unless you’re going as a Yeti, your costume’s not cut out for the sub-zero temperatures. So what's a bored Columbia student to do? You could drink in your room, but that's illegal and sad. We decided to go tunneling (just plain illegal).
After a few futile and terrifyingly awkward attempts to tunnel on our own, which included locking ourselves in a hallway and getting shown out by an exasperated guard, we met up a crew of more experienced tunnelers—called "B-minus"—whose members have been exploring the tunnels since Days on Campus. We didn’t fully grasp the magnitude of what we were about to do and how seriously these tunnelers took it until we were asked to sign a privacy waiver. Shit just got real.
The B-Minus crew
