Ewwwwwww...

The nurse cringes. "Oh, God." She runs to the door. "Code Red! Code Red! We've got a potential contagion!"

Alarms begin to wail, then the nurse goes back to Parias, trying to help him sit up. "The doctors are coming. They'll have a breathing apparatus for you."

Parias continues to hack and cough as the tightness in his chest gets tighter. He isn't really conscious of what is going on around him. He is still unconsciously mashing the call button. He still can't speak and the nurses words are of little comfort.

A human doctor comes into the hospital room rolling a thoracotamy tray. "Give me the bullet."

The nurse says, "Patient just returned to his room and began exhibiting signs of respiratory failure and internal sloughing."

Parias doesn't notice the human doctor. He is still coughing and is still unconscious as far as what is happening to him at this point. The heart monitor is steadly increasing as well.

The doctor checks the displays over the bed and his eyes widen. "Jesus, his lungs are turning to soup." He looks down at Parias. "I...I don't think there's anything we can do. It's too advanced." He glances back to the nurse. "Full contagion lockdown. We're going under quarantine." - 2001, after Parias was poisoned with Formorak, reproductive fluid of the male G'ahnli.