"Decontamination gas? Am I in quarantine?" Martha asked. It has a mild scent of chlorine gas that is effective as a cleaning agent in small concentrations but lethal at a high concentrate.
"What kind of facility is this? No windows. The door has negative pressure. Personnel is gas cleaned going in and out. Is there something they aren't telling me?"
Martha went towards the side of the wall painted with a white coating. She scraped the wall paint, and underneath is a thick concrete. She tapped the wall to communicate with Henry on the other side.
"Henry, are you here? Please respond. I need to talk with someone. Tell me, this place is not a hospital. I believe this is an underground facility with decontamination protocols. Why do you think they needed to do that?"
