Mara tapped the laminated card pinned to her hard hat. It read: "Safe Haven — Building 43."
At 2:17 a.m., Mara sat in the new module, watching six screens showing the old control room, dark and silent. The only sound was the hiss of breathing air — positive pressure to keep out toxic vapors. api rp 752 pdf
So last Monday, they rolled in a portable operations module — a white double-wide with blast-rated walls and a separate HVAC. They parked it 600 feet west, behind the sulfur pit berm. Mara’s supervisor called it "the bunker." The crew called it "Fort Anxiety." Mara tapped the laminated card pinned to her hard hat