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'Well hepatitis is usually transmitted through the faeco-oral route,' he notes wryly. 'So it isn't inconceivable that it could be carried through contaminated fruit. Hepatitis, or another infection. It would be helpful to take a sample from someone who is in the very early stages of the disease, to try and analyse the organism. Someone not yet infectious, for safety reasons, you understand.'

“Can you show us where the earthquake was worst?” Jan presses him.

"Let's start administering the tests," says Harry. "Time is of the essence."

"Shapiro, can you do your test here first? There are workers right here who are sick, apparently."

"Very well, I'l do it iimediatly. just help me bring the machine".
With your help, he bring it from the box.

At first glance, it appears to be a confusing mass of glass pipes and tubes woven through a system of gears and brass apparatus, with a large control panel on top. On the control panel is a row of ten small glass-lined indentations resembling Petri dishes, each a couple of inches across.
The workers are lined in front of the machine. Some seem completly healthy (like the first one), others are in terible shape, coughing and even vomiting; the ones that are worst, are in barracks.

Hee asks for a sample of the saliva of the first one who is very suspicious, but comply. Shapiiro puts it in a dish. A large button at the end of the row of dishes initiates the testing process. The sample is then run through a different series of tubes connecting to varying apparatus to test for an array of criteria. 10 minutes latter a green light appears and means that the analysis is complete and a series of numbered wheels (in groups of three, in three rows, on the far side of the panel from the dishes) turn to show a series of numbers. These numbers are then referenced in a manual compiled by Caduceus. The manual is spread over several 1,000- page volumes, each of densely printed type. The resulting numbers reveal the technical specifications of the infectious subject (lethality, stages of infection, time-spans, and so on), as well as the chemical formula for an antidote (including an assessment if its effectiveness). Another 10 minutes latter he finally says with a somber voice:
"The machine has identified the sample as yellow death, stage one. I'l manufacture a cure immediatly for everyone. I won't bother to test everyone, it will take too much time. Those that are still in stage one will be cured, the others are dooned anyway. About those that are in the barracks, I can only assume that they are already in the phase 2 or 3 and we cannot do anything for them, better to let them die in peace."
He starts immediatly working.

"Is there anything we can do to help?" asks Harry.

"Jolly good," Crowley still looks pleased, despite the death and misery. "That ticks off one of our tasks, does it not, Shapiro? Yellow thing confirmed."

"Now, we need to find out if the opposition are here in Borneo, do we not?"

"How fast can you manufacture the antidote? Can we bring it to the other people or shall we bring the people here to be inoculated?" Butch asks as he watches the machine work and tries to figure out the mechanics of it.

'And how much can you manufacture?' asks Alex, keenly aware that they are all getting very close to this novel disease.

"That's more like it! Something we can shoot, at last." Crowley's eyes gleam with enthusiasm.

"We have to identify the enemy before we can shoot him," says Harry, helping to pitch the tent. "How can we tell if someone's a snake man in disguise?"

“You could ask everyone who wants the antidote to take their shirt off. We can then look for scales. If someone refuses- then that in itself is suspicious.”
Jan suggested.
“I want to take a walk round the area- check out these strange beasts and flora- make sure the bad guys don’t get the jump on us.”

'How about this?' says Alex and he stands in the middle of the camp and shouts out 'Come and show yourselves,' in his best Nahacal.

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"Looking them in the eyes might help too," says Harry.

Crowley contents himself with starting to put up the tent for Shapiro.

You quickly mount the tent and Shapiro dismiss you and start working.


OOC: So, what is your next action? Going to to the survey camp? Asking the locals? Analysing the fauna/flora?

"Well, shall we go speak to the survey camp team? At least we'll all speak English and they'll be educated." Crowley has no problem with sweeping racism and snobbery.