To Cortex address:
Tom and Brenna Murray,
Unit 1503,
Township of Wexford, Greenleaf, ZQ
From Core address:
Conall Murray,
Basure, C/o Port master
Stockholm station, Jubilee, ZQ
Sent: 2506/11/29 10:15 Received: 2506/11/29 10:47
Dear mom and Dad,
Sorry, I have not had time to write. I have been climbing threw the bowels of the station cleaning the injectors and pushing the human waste out of the stir tanks. Most of the time, I can’t smell anything. But last night I forgot to lock down the hydro-piping and ended up wearing a coat of gray water. I was just lucky that it was only kitchen waste water. The smell was quite alarming. I understand why Harry stays so far back. He knew I was only a matter of time before one of the injectors broke free.
I spend the rest of the shift cleaning my mess form the crawl space. I could hear the people passing above in the kitchen complaining of the smell.
After an hour, in decontamination and one long shower I still smell like that something that came out of the south end of a north bound cow.
I will write more after lunch.
Tell Darrel that he better be staying out of my bunk.
Love your son, Conall.
