As it starts, it sounds as though a plane would start. The Motor of the pump rustles and blows the air in the suit. Carefully purified air. A nurse closes the zipper and taped over it, the Bud for sure. Now it is even louder. Nothing Bad comes in from outside. Also, the familiar world has disappeared. The plastic visor is the reality blurring into a cloud of mist. And the fingers in the thick rubber gloves can barely feel something. It is glad, as such aufgepustetes Martians ever to be able to walk a few steps without falling over.
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