When we arrived, there was this strange smell that was in the air.
This was the kind of smell that seemed like there was something that was rotten.
But at the same time, it didn't seem like the normal smell that would come from something rotten. It was almost as if there was something strange and familiar about this scent…
The right minister stopped after we arrived at this place and turned around to ask, "How do you want to do this?"
While asking this, there was a clear concerned look that was on the right minister's face.
I knew that what he was asking about wasn't how we would handle the people that were inside, but rather asking about who would go in. After all, this was a place that was filled with people that were infected.
This kind of place was quarantined for a reason to prevent the disease from spreading to others. So for that to work, it required these people to have as little contact as possible with others.
