Complications.

Erica lost track of how long she had been sitting there, but it felt like hours. At some point, somebody finally came and gave her a robe, which she gratefully accepted and covered herself with. With the robe on, Erica felt a rush of heat all over her body. She relished the feeling as she associated it with her body finally being covered again.

Finally, a member of the hazmat team came to speak with her. "Thank you for your patience," he began saying, ignoring the look on Erica's face. "My name is Edgar. Since you were exposed by far the longest of any of the passengers, we've been devoting extra time to your case. Fortunately, our initial finding have not... discovered... anything..."

As Edgar trailed off, Erica found herself getting nervous. "What?" she asked.

Edgar did not respond to her. "1303!" he called out to one of his colleagues. "We have a 1303!"

"What's a 1303?" Erica asked, before Edgar's colleague pressed a button built into the wall of the hangar that started a klaxon blaring. She covered her ears to block out the noise.