5. Two Hydrogens, One OxygenSabienn and Bray followed Voz up a flight of concrete stairs and into a large room filled with the stench of unwashed bodies in stained but neat cloaks. Water was boiling in the room and the heat and mist of steam hit them with another odour that didn’t agree with Sabienn’s nostrils. As they stood, another two children arrived carrying a pail of water in each hand; water still incredibly intact after a twelve-block sprint. Upon seeing them, Voz guided them into another room and disappeared from view.
Looking around the room, Sabienn could see this was their mess hall with several well-placed wooden tables and steel framed chairs with foam stuffing breaking through the seats, trying to escape the constant onslaught of workers’ backsides.
Sabienn noticed that th
