"Beep beep..."
A tightly sealed goods truck slowly reversed, coming to a stop at its assigned spot under the guidance of a staff member.
"Ellis, this is the last shipment, isn't it?"
Lide was about to pull a cigarette from his coat when he smacked his forehead, reminded that smoking was strictly prohibited here.
"Yes, this is the last shipment."
Stepping down from the truck with a yawn, Ellis felt a wave of fatigue washing over him. There was an indescribable feeling of discomfort lingering in his heart.
"What's wrong? You look a bit off color."
While counting the load with a tablet, Lide looked up and noticed something unusual about Ellis's complexion.
"Yeah, I don't feel so good."
"You aren't catching a cold, are you?" Lide nonchalantly suggested, "Grab some medication later, it's free anyway."
