Three days wasn't exactly a long time, but it wasn't short either. Every day, new people were brought into the quarantine room. Some wore tattered clothes and had haggard faces, clearly survivors who had just arrived at Subterra. Others were dressed relatively well. Their complexions weren't as sallow, and their eyes held more life, suggesting they were original residents of Subterra.
A few even recognized Hector Grant. After their initial surprise, they would walk over with bright smiles to strike up a conversation with him. Hector didn't show a hint of impatience. Instead, he offered a warm smile and chatted amiably with everyone who approached.
