The next day
Homestead Green Sector, Axe Central
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The nozzles hissed, ten of them from different locations inside the sanitation chamber, covered in translucent glass and a holographic readings of microbial content carried by the person inside.
"Commencing sanitation procedure," the AI loomed inside.
The aromatic mountain rain mist of milky white filled the six-square meter chamber. The white cloud danced all over Lance, feeling them inside his garments invading every bit of space between his clothes.
