The health officer ignored her completely, "Everypony line up for a simple examination..." he then saw the firepony holding a bloody rag to his neck, "Jesus, they didn't say it was already this bad!" He turned to the door and yelled, "I need back up in here!" no response. he pulled a walky talky out of his sattlebag, "Guys, it's already reached the second stage of infection. I'm going to administer the tests, but I need back up. do you copy?" no response. "I repeat, do you copy? ...BUCK they cut the damn feed!" He recomposed himself and turned to the survivors, "Okay... just... just line up for the tests so I can get the hay out of here!"