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Deitmar leads the way into the infirmary; a very unhappy, bleeding, sick, and bitten man follows behind.

"Come on." Deitmar is still a little too sharp in tone, a little too commanding, although he does know what's happening here. "We need to stop the bleeding." He points to a cot, bringing over a pail--the T-Virus frequently caused nausea--and stripping off his gloves to grab a pad; he writes down estimated time of infection, time they reached the infirmary, and current status.

This wasn't likely to end well. Still, the initial problem was being controlled.