I peeled myself from my hypoallergenic pillow and headed to the bathroom for the standard ablutions: a quick deep scrape of the tonsils and a sample uploaded to the government servers.

Only when they gave me the “all clear” did I get dressed, pick up my keys, and triple-mask for the day ahead. I must have been in a good mood. I almost left without my latex arm sheaths and biohazard goggles.