causing his younger colleague to jump and knock over a bottle of water.
âDamn it, Greenburg, you better sleep with one eye open tonight.â
âRelax, itâs only water. What do you see?â He peered over the smaller manâs shoulder, as if seeing the slide would answer his questions.
âNothing; you have a look.â Jorgenson backed up and let the internist take over.
âDermatology was never my strong suit.â Greenburg pulled up a small stool, and Jorgenson and Bernice shared a look and broke out into broad smiles wondering if the stool would bear Greenburgâs weight. âI can feel you smiling,â he said as he adjusted the focus. âHmm. Extensive dermal damage. Even the subdermal blood vessels are necrotic. That would explain the fluid.â
âHow about in English, Doctor?â Bernice asked.
âSomething has affected the cells of the skin, not just the epidermis, the outer layer, but the living skin beneath, and its blood vessels. When the dermis is injured it loses some of its grip on the overlying epidermis, which can peel away, allowing fluid to accumulate in the space. Voila! A blister. The problem is that, whatever the process, it should have stopped with her death, but this one didnât.â He pulled back from the scope and began to stroke his chin.
âSkin cells continue to grow and divide after death,â Bernice said.
âOnly for a very short time,â Greenburg said. âSo obviously whatever caused this had already been in the dermal tissue before blood flow stopped. Which means either a toxic or infectious etiology. In fact, Iâll go furtherâit means either heavy metal intoxication or a viral infection.â
Without warning, Jorgenson suddenly scrambled backward into a generator. Bernice nearly tripped getting out of his way in the close quarters and Greenburg spun in his chair. âWhat the hell are you doing?â
âBernice, back away from Eli,â Jorgenson said. She hesitated. âBernice, now, back away.â She looked at him and then back at Greenburg, completely confused until she saw the small red and clear blisters on the backs of his hands.
âOh shit!â he said, more angry than concerned. âWell, I guess we can cross heavy metal intoxication off our list,â he said, examining the backs of his hands. âYou two need to get out of here. Go clear some space for me in the big tent, preferably by a window and the fire.â
Bernice and Dr. Jorgenson slipped out the back of the tent and literally ran into an uncharacteristically disheveled Lieutenant Garcia. Amanda was only steps behind the officer. âI am so glad I found you,â Garcia addressed the doctor. âWe have a situation with some of the soldiers from town. Six of them were found wandering in various states of delirium outside of Tela. Their arms were covered in lesions. I left some of my men with them and they have radioed back that one of the six men has died, and the other five are close to death. I need you or Dr. Greenburg to go and see if it is safe to bring the men back here.â Bernice and David hesitated and then looked at each other.
âWhatâs wrong?â Amanda asked.
âWhile you were gone we had a woman come into camp. She had been shot, and we couldnât save her. She had lesionsâsmall blood-filled blisters â¦â Jorgenson began to answer.
âYes, thatâs what these men have,â Garcia interrupted.
âDr. Greenburg has developed the same lesions,â Jorgenson finished.
âOh my God,â Amanda whispered, and Garcia made the sign of the cross.
âWe canât let those men into this camp until we have a better idea whatâs going on. Iâm sorry, Lieutenant.â Jorgenson tried to walk passed Garcia, but the larger man stepped in front of him.
âBut they will die. Canât you just come and see them. Itâs not far.â
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