6:30
I blink, and I start coughing. I throw up, in the grate, before I scurry to my clothes. My eyes are slightly blured, but they continue the normal when I go to my locker. I get on my armor and I grab my rifle. I get my goggles on and turn the system. I get into line, standing firmly.
I like the feeling of that chamber, but it scares the forget out of me.
neat.