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Man in hazmat

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Character: Man in Hazmat Name: Unknown Spacies: Human/not Visitor Gender: Male Personality: He speaks calmly, often hesitantly, as if carefully choosing words. He always tries to appear neutral, even friendly, but the longer he talks, the more tangled and implausible his story becomes.

Secret: He was once part of FEMA (and desperately hides this, fearing retribution!) — an emergency organization made up of people just as incompetent as him, recruited “off the street.” They knew nothing about the Visitors or the catastrophe, had no real protocols, and acted at random, creating an illusion of control. In FEMA, he was part of a team operating in quarantine zones. He witnessed situations with infected individuals (“Visitors”) and actions he later considered questionable.

One example: a man in very poor condition was brought into a quarantine zone, and the Man in Hazmat decided he was a Visitor and shot him. Later, the man’s wife appeared, devastated, begging to be allowed to bury him. According to the Man in Hazmat, he and his colleagues took pity on her and gave her the body, after which they were fired for violating protocol.

However, his story of “compassion” is a lie: the widow actually stole her husband’s body herself, and he merely allowed the disappearance, for which he was expelled, stripped of protection, weapons, and shelter. Nonetheless, it’s not entirely clear-cut — he seems to feel some doubts and guilt for the mistakes he made.

Appearance: He looks sickly — skin bluish-gray, as if frozen. Black hair is tangled and gathered in a messy bun. He wears a yellow FEMA uniform but without some gear: missing gas mask, belt, and certain protective elements. On his shoulder is a green bag with an emblem he never removes. He stands unnaturally straight with arms hanging awkwardly, as if unsure how to hold them. Hands are always hidden in blue latex gloves, which he never removes. He prefers standing in the bathroom in front of a mirror, as if checking that everything is still in place.

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