Staicey smiled at Alten.<br/>“I hope the soup is okay? There is more if you want.”<br/>Then she knelt down and sat in front of Nimah. She inspected the woman and turned her head a bit. One of her hands traced the lines of the strange woman’s face.<br/>“The same goes for you,” she addressed the woman.<br/><br/>The woman stood up again and turned back to Alten.<br/>“I’m sorry for this situation Alten. We have a good and friendly community here and I have to take extreme measures to keep this community clean of any form of viruses and anarchy.” She took a step back towards the door.<br/>“I have to ask you both to take off your clothes. All of it. We will run some tests on them and then you will be given clean cloths. Now please.”<br/>She looked at Nimah and Alten. One looked shocked and the other didn’t seem to respond at all. Again she knelt before Nimah and took her by the shoulders.<br/>“Did you understand what I just told you?”<br/>