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"Possibly, yeah." Ilias agreed.

"You should go to the medical wing-" he started to say, before pausing. "CALL the medical wing... and see what's going on." he clarified. "I'm willing to bet they're under strict quarantine." he mumbled.

"Regardless." he said.

"We'll need to see if there's anything we can do." he went on.

"Maybe we can find something that can help, instead of leaving people to just die to this thing."

Ilias was shocked to the point of being speechless, before he managed to clear his throat.

"W...wow." he said.

"Holy hell." he muttered.

"And... and that..." he stammered further, shaking his head slightly.

"Who?" he asked.

"Who has it?" he asked her.

"Do you know?"

"It's not." Ilias agreed.

The two then made their way to Kiah's office, where Hazel was waiting at the door. Seemed the door was locked, which made sense. Kiah was the sort to always lock the door when she wasn't in there, which was just good practice.

The door was unlocked and the three made their way in, the door being shut as Ilias entered last.

"All right." he mumbled.

"What's going on?" he asked Hazel as they all took a seat.

Ilias thought for a moment.

"Well, at the moment, she's at one of the whiteboards, checking calculations." he said, before pausing. "I'll get her, though." he told her. "Wait at Kiah's office. If the door's open, go in, if not, just wait by her door, okay?" he said further.

"I'm going there now." Hazel responded, turning and leaving without giving him a chance to say anything more.

"..." Ilias was silent for another moment, turning the other way and making his way to where Kiah was.

"We need to go to your office. Now." he told her. "Hazel doesn't care what we're doing, or what you're doing. If it can be put aside for a bit, it needs to be. She has... some big and bad information to share with us." he continued.

"She's waiting at your office as we speak."

As soon as she left, Ty pushed himself away from the desk, made his way to one of the more bare walls, and pushed a panel to have the wall come down, pushing out a hideaway bed. He dimmed the lights down and kicked his shoes off, laying down on it.

"...might as well just lay here." he said.

"Lay down, sit up, won't matter." he lamented.

Meanwhile, in the lab, Hazel's call was answered by Ilias, who made his way over.

"Hey Hazel." he greeted her.

"What's up?" he asked. "...you look quite concerned." he then commented.

"Thank you." Ty responded.

"I'll let them know you're on your way." he told her.

"...the lab, that is." he clarified.

"That's it. For now." he continued.

"You should go before I bring you down even more." he sighed.

Ty looked at her, before looking away slightly for a moment.

"...yeah..." he mumbled.

"You don't need to bother yourself with that, but... thanks." he muttered.

"Tell you what, if you want to make your way back here after the lab, maybe bring back some of that jerky the cafeteria has and perhaps an energy drink or two." he then added.

"I'll be here. In the meantime. Pretty much constantly." he said.

"When there's a state of emergency like this in the Unit, the one in charge lives in the office, essentially."

"Hm." Ty mumbled.

"For now, see if the lab can use you, or needs anything." he told her.

"Nipping this in the bud is what matters." he said.

"And we need to be prepared for anything." he sighed.

"...oh." he then mumbled.

"Right, forms for Kiah to fill out when she has the time." he finished, handing some papers to Hazel.

Tyson chuckled a little more, before shaking his head.

"It's fine, it's fine." he told her.

"It lightened the mood a lot and I know you meant well." he continued.

"So it's a 'you're welcome' situation." he assured her.

"Thanks, Hazel."

There was a stunned silence for a moment. A palpable moment. As Ty looked towards her, before a corner of his mouth turned upwards, even though she couldn't see it, he stifled a laugh.

But another one escaped.

"Oh my god." he said.

"You said that so friggin' serious." he went on, before falling forward a bit and laughing into his sleeve for a good 10 seconds. He allowed it to die down a little, before clearing his throat to stop it, and breathed heavily for a second or two.

"Man, when I know you're running with something, but you sound like THAT, it hits the funny bone just right."

"I know." Ty growled.

"Right, then... hm." he mumbled.

"I WANT a drink." he clarified.

"I know I'm not going to GET it, Hal doesn't keep alcohol here, and there's none on the premises." he continued. "...save for maybe wines in the cafeteria to cook with, but... that's another thing." he then mumbled.

He then sighed and looked around some.

"Maybe I'll just deplete his coffee reserves until I vibrate." he said, a HINT of a joking tone to his otherwise depressed voice.

"If Angela hasn't already told them." Ty responded.

"She might have, she might not have." he said.

"Just make sure it's not widely known." he continued. "It'll cause a mass panic, and this place will crumble faster than it will already." he said further, shaking his head a little.

"...damn it." he then muttered.

"I need a drink."

"I wouldn't be." Ty responded.

"Hence the lockdown." he said.

"And the medwing being under quarantine." he went on.

"We have a confirmed case of it." he told her further.

"So... yes. This is not a good situation." he mumbled.

"Heh..." Ty chuckled lightly.

"Fair." he said.

"...." he was then silent again, before sighing.

"By the way, don't tell anyone this." he then mumbled.

"But someone in the medical wing has... Ouroboros."