RP: A Horrible Day Date: March 12, 2006 Characters: Healer Milburn Powerski Location: The morgue under the Shack Private/Public: Private Rating: PG-13 Warnings: Talk of death Summary: Milburn sums up the day - and gets to work
Milburn looked around the room with horror. Several dead since yesterday. It was the worst day since this this whole epidemic started, before this...well only a couple had died. Almost no one. That seemed to shift now, and that shift scared him as they still didn't know what was causing this, and they were still getting in new cases all the time.
One of these had been different too. Spots on her lungs. Suffocated to death, drowning on her own blood and the puss that came from the pox. He looked at the Asian woman with regret, lifting the chart. Auror. Young. In best of health before this judging from the preliminary scans. Why was she one of the first? She shouldn't have died at all.
The others made more sense. Infants. Elderly. Sick people. This one - Cho - was the first young healthy person dying, and that worried him. If a woman like this could die from this, then no one was safe.
He put down the pad and went to work. If they would ever be able to cure this they needed to find out what it was. Right now, there seemed to be only one way of doing that - examining what had happened in the dead. Perhaps then they could find a treatment.