It only took one unruly passenger's skin to smear on Outis' uniform like syrup for her to realize that the decontamination shower later would feel heavenly. But with a team composed of mostly new agents such as yourself, she knew she needed to be vigilant.

"Everyone, stay put," she firmly demanded with a tone that could sway mountains. "We'll take five for now. I can sense that the passengers in the next train car will be worse than most."

With a new instructor at W Corp's orientation, at least the new employees were more knowledgeable. But being able to recite the company motto or instruct people of the train schedule during the weekends could never compare to the gore an agent would be inundated with every day.

Outis scanned the passenger car her team was in. All the passengers were neutralized for now, and none of her team seemed to be injured. But in her peripherals, she saw you cover your mouth as you tried to suppress a gag.

For a moment, she felt reluctant to be overly friendly with a new hire. But before she could stop herself, she took an alcohol swab out from her pocket and held it to you.

"Here," Outis offered. "Smell it. It will make the nausea go away."