'How is she, Gabe?' Naomi asked.

'She's… not well. She's fighting as we speak' Dr. Cunningham smoked some of his cigarette and looked at his patient. 'She's an extraordinarily strong girl'

'Yes… And a very brave one at that'

'Huh?'

'I think I know how both Lizzy and her mother were infected'

Gabe and Little Guy turned to the examiner.

'Her mother, Jennifer, was working at Umbrella as quality control. But Umbrella has a few little secrets, their so-called black projects'

'Black projects?'

'Yes. Apparently, they were developing other things besides cosmetics… and it's not impossible that they created a new pathogen there as well'

'If so, then how did it break out?' Gabe asked again.

'Accidents happen. Only one test tube broken by accident can result in a worldwide disaster. It's very possible that one such accident made Jennifer a host for the virus. She started getting sicker and sicker, worrying her daughter'

Little Guy looked down, suddenly realizing the situation.

'Jennifer was the only parent Lizzy ever had, so it's only natural she'd be protective of her. But even though the woman was sick, she refused to visit a doctor. Maybe she knew what she was infected with. But before anyone could do anything… it was already too late'

'Too late?' Gabe asked.

'Jennifer had turned into a mindless beast. She refused to listen to reason, or even feed. Lizzy got really worried. But then, she noticed that their family pet, a small bird, was showing the same symptoms as her mother. That's when she realized the disease was an infection that could be spread on other people'

'Wait…' Gabe yelled. 'Wait! Don't tell me—'

'Determined to help her mother, Lizzy entered her room one day and let herself be bitten by her, so that a cure can be found for her mother'

Dr. Cunningham almost lost his balance.

'God damn it, kid…' he looked at his sleeping patient through the glass window.

'Dr. Cunningham' Little Guy went to him. 'Is she gonna make it? Please, tell me honestly!'

Gabe sighed.

'No, most likely not. She's far too weak now. I don't think it'll be more than a day before she loses her mind. And after that, it'll be too late…'

'Damn it!' the man punched the wall. 'It's my fault! I… I shot her…'

'Don't blame yourself' Naomi intervened. 'There was nothing any of us could do'