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Mr Clement indicates a local that can speak english and will work as a guide. His name is Abidin: he is scruffily dressed, with wild and dirty hair,
and a stubbly beard. He must be about 30's (but it is hard to tell).

"Pleased to meet you," says Harry, reaching out to shake his hand. "My name's Harry. You're not getting sick, are you?"

Alex grumbles something about the mountain but reluctantly follows to meet the natives. He doesn't shake hands but nods a greeting to Abidin.

Butch goes to Abidin the translator and nods to him but is careful to keep his distance.

"So we need to separate the people into groups. Those who have no symptoms should be in the first group. Those who are feeling off but not showing any physical signs should be in the second group. If there are signs of infection but you are still mobile, you belong in the third group and..."

Butch lowers his eyes to the ground and shuffles his feet. Those people that are already quarantined and unable to move will need to be given their last rights. The treatment we have will not work on them but we should be discreet and make sure their last hours are peaceful."

He greets Harry and says:
"At your service sir!. No, I'm not sick. You mean the people in bd will die! That is terrible. I' immediatly talking to the people to divide in the three groups."
You see him shouting something and the people don't seem very enthusiastic.

"Is there anyone here who seems unusual, who doesn't fit in with the others?" asks Harry.

"No, not now. But sometime ago, one of the members of the company started to behave strangely. Then he vanished. Aftter that it was another member who also dispareared. Now everyone is acting weird with the disease".".

"What were their names, and what did they look like?" asks Harry. "We'll keep an eye out for them."

Alex goes through the medical kit looking for sedatives and opiates. 'At least we can make their final hours a little easier.'

"One was called Mister Jeremy; he was tall and pale; the other was Mr Elias; he was very young and blonde".

Slowly, the groups start to organize themselves.
The first group seemes indeed healthy. In the second group you see people with some cough. In the third group some people has some pustules and are coughing a lot, some can barely stand.

"Were any of these people friendly with Jeremy or Elias?" asks Harry. "Or was anyone who isn't from around here?"

"Did anyone actually see them leave or know which direction they went?" asks Harry.

"Actually... no. But where else could they go?"- he asks surprised.

"That's a good question," says Harry. "Where is there to go on this island? Is there a map?"

Butch will direct the healthy ones to go as far away from the others as they can inside the compound. The ones with the slight cough will be moved close to the entrance of the compound and will be the first to take the antidote as it is produced. The ones that are really bad should be made comfortable where they can rest in the shade or some place like that. Alex can give them any sedatives or painkillers that he has.

Once they are more broadly separated, Butch will go seek out Shapiro and inform him that the first batch of people are ready for the cure/antidote.

As well as providing palliative care to the dying, sedatives and water, Alex busies himself trying to find ways to protect himself and his companions from infection, making masks and gloves from what he can find in their kit and scrape together. 'Make sure you don't get any discharge on your hands, try not to spend too much time breathing the same air.'

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To Harry:
"It would take several days by walking to get the nearest village, if they didn't get lost. This area is very isolated"

To Alex:
With all the precautions you take, you are pretty sure that your grouo is safe of getting the disease... for now.

Butch:
"Good, I have done 14 doses of the antidote, bring me the first group."

"We're not going to have time to do that until after we've dealt with the disease, then," says Harry.

To Harry:
So, what are you doing Mister?