'Uhm…' the young girl woke up.
'Good morning, kid! How're you feeling?' Dr. Cunningham asked through the glass window.
'I… I've been better' Lizzy tried to smile. 'Where am I?'
'You're under quarantine. The same disease you have is spreading throughout the city. We can't risk an infection inside the hospital. Sorry'
'It's… it's alright. I understand' she tried to stand up. 'Doctor! What about my mom? She's okay, right?'
Gabe took his cigarette out of his mouth.
'Lizzy… There's something I need to tell you…'
The teenage girl didn't even need to hear the rest. She buried her face in her hands and started crying.
'Thanks to your mother, we were able to pinpoint where the virus came from. And… mainly thanks to you, too. I know it's not much, but… You two will contribute a lot for stopping this infection'
'I… I see…'
Gabe bit another cigarette.
'Doctor' the young girl looked at him. 'How much?'
'Hm?'
'How much do I have left?'
'Well, it's not cer—'
'I wouldn't have been under quarantine if you could help me. Don't lie to me, Doctor Cunningham, please!'
Gabe sighed.
He didn't want to inform a young patient about something like this, but he figured she was mature enough to bear it.
'It's just a speculation, but… I don't think you'll make it through the night. I'm sorry, Lizzy'
The girl closed her eyes and lied back down.
'Thank you… for being honest with me'
The diagnostician sighed and turned around to exit.
'Doctor!'
'Hm?' he looked back at his patient.
'Is there anything I can do to help stop this virus? Anything?'
Gabe smoked some of his cigarette.
'Just lie down and rest… and wait for a cure'