Dav stood in the decontamination section, waiting as powerful disinfectants spread across his protective suit. Once that was done he covered his eyes with his gloves as a powerful UV light bathed the small area.
When the chimes sounded telling him the UV light bath had finished he still only cracked his fingers slightly, not fully trusting the hacked together equipment.
It had finished. With a sigh he unlocked the exit and stepped out, then started to strip off his protective gear. Once it was all off he carefully secured it in his locker. When he’d first arrived he’d made the mistake of assuming that because he was helping people his equipment would be respected. He’d been very quickly disabused of that notion, and had lost all the equipment he’d managed to beg, borrow, and in one
