Air Manipulation Novels & Stories

Now the skies were a lot clearer and it was much safer to walk. From such a high vantage point Caroline could see all the way to the edge of the city. Sitting grumpily in the atmosphere were the Cleaners; large blue egg shaped ovals a few metres around. Suspended in the air by the same propulsion system as the fliers, Cleaners did exactly what the name suggests; dirty air would get sucked into them, and then nanobots would go to work, removing all dangerous substances until the air came out as clean as a whistle.

She hadn't slept since they stepped off the Ghost-Step. "You're pushing the molecular weight too high," Kaelen rasped, leaning over her shoulder. His prosthetic arm whirred as he adjusted a titration valve. "If the vapor is too heavy, it won't linger in the air. It’ll just fall to the floor like dust." "It needs to be heavy, Kaelen," Elara countered, her fingers flying across the touch-screen. "Beatrice’s security uses high-end HEPA filtration in the Zurich estate. If the particles are too light, the system will scrub them out before anyone inhales a single breath."

Silence. **<< Clear. HVAC control – follow the noise. Down one level. >>** Winters moved inside, scanning the empty corridor leading deeper into the facility’s utilitarian underbelly. The thrum of the air handlers was a tangible vibration through the floor. They descended a narrow metal staircase. The air grew warmer, thicker with the smell of oil and ozone. The thrum became a roar. Winters paused at a heavy, unmarked door. A keypad lock glowed faintly. He bypassed it in seconds with a device from his pack. He eased the door open.