whatever it takes

In a narrow hallway, crowded with over ten soldiers, Vincent spots a weary red-haired First Lieutenant. She breaks from the group and approaches the doctor. Her red hair is fastened in a tight bun on top of her head, and a fresh uniform fit her well. "Doctor Lance, we need to talk." She speaks, gesturing for Vincent to follow her into another room. She dismissed the other soldiers, telling them to take lunch. "Eris should be here any moment." Natalie starts to say when they're alone. Finally allowing her feigned calm demeanor to fade as an uneasiness took its place. "I know you have your priorities with Patient Five, so I won't keep you long. We've had four weeks without any problems… and now…" Natalie took a deep breath, letting it out again as she addressed the problem at hand.

"Eight of my soldiers are showing symptoms of the contagion." She reveals. "It was reported two days ago. I didn't tell you because I wanted to be sure. If it were the common cold going around, I would be les