Pandemic

You shout once again, "Hello, is anyone here?"
This time, you hear a faint wheezing as an answer. You follow the noise to its source...and yell in disgust. A horribly disfigured man is sprawled behind the counter. His left eye is dangling from its socket. The flesh on his face has mainly fallen away. The muscles in his arms are poking out. He smiles at you, and you notice his tongue is missing. "Hello, young man," he says weakly. "What can I do fer ya?"
"Sir," you say, "you need a doctor."
"Nah," he replies. "I'm just a little sick. Now what would you like?"
"I need some gas, please," you say.
Suddenly, the man's face turns into a look of horror. "Don't!" he screams. "That gas is infected!"
"Huh?" you say.
"HS," he hisses. "It spreads through fluids. Blood, gas, water. Anything! Whatever you do, do not touch any fluids. You will not survive!"
At that moment, he began to shake violently. A seizure! However, with all the fluids on his body, you don't know whether it is safe or not.
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