But it's no use. You've been used beyond recognition; there's nothing left inside of you but emptiness and despair. Lisa catches up to you quickly, pulling your head towards hers for a deep kiss. The taste of her mouth is vile and foreign—a stark contrast from just hours ago when it was sweetness incarnate.

You surrender yourself completely as she begins to undress you, allowing her to claim what little remains of your humanity.

In the face of inevitable doom, you give into Lisa's carnal advances. Her hands roam over your body, sending chills down your spine despite the hopeless situation. There's something heartbreaking about this act, knowing full well that soon, even the remnants of her humanity will be stripped away by the insatiable lust of the infection.