“By all the rivers,”
Brock mutters to himself as he starts to undress. He's soon naked,
his clothes and footwear neatly folded, block nesting gently on top.
The draw seems to know when he's finished, sliding neatly and
seamlessly back into the wall, leaving no trace of its' existence.
Brock turns towards the third wall, which disappears into the wall as
he approaches.
“Please follow the
line on the floor,” the voice says as a line in the centre of the
corridor lights up. “Do not stop. Do not deviate from the line.
Begin.”
Brock starts walking.
He is rewarded for his cooperation by a blast of warm air, coming at
him from every direction. This is quickly followed by a liquid of
some kind, he's sure it's not water. He keeps walking. A second
blast of warm air is followed by another soaking, a different liquid
but still not water. He keeps walking. A third blast of air
precedes a third liquid, then more air.
The line he's following
goes dark, disappearing before him. “Decontamination Complete,”
the voice declares, “Welcome to the Facility.”
