She glanced around, furtively scanning the room for any lingering clues to her stay. Once satisfied she quietly clicked the buckle of her micropack into place around her chest and declared her departure to the room. A mist of decontaminants provided a shroud of cover as Monica spun on her heel to gracefully dive through the open window.
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