[ He sets about looking through the records. It's not really work that lends itself to staying awake, but standing to read through them at least makes dozing off difficult. His handwriting's suffering from tiredness, but that's about it.

He looks for the obvious things first. Signs of strange cuts or markings on the body. A few on one patient. The boy had had open sores from a bout of chicken pox that had turned nasty. But nothing consistent. Blood type, and whether they would have been given blood transfusions. None have, and there are no matches there.

There is one thing, though. He taps his pen against the desk to get Alucard's attention. ]

This is weak as fuck, but- [ There's no connection between these conditions at all, only that they were there immediately before the turning started. ] -all of them came in for something other than the sypmtoms of the turning. Shortness of breath in one, pain from a broken toe for the other, heart problems in the dead man. The boy at church, too. He'd just come away from a nasty scrap with chicken pox. They all must be fairly close to here, to have come to this hospital instead of another.

The same doctor, maybe? Maybe they'd have seen someone else before bringing it to the hospital.