Eliza, 37 y.o. As the daughter of an veteran, Eliza knows how to use a rifle. During her childhood she went hunting and camping in the southern forests with her father. She is able to orient herself and survive on her own in the forests. While the outbreak struck Louisville and the situation got out of control, Eliza took her rifle and backpack, headed towards the woods and turned her back on former civilization without looking back. She roams the woods quietly, avoiding groups of infected to stay in the shadows and trying not to drag too much attention on herself. …One of the soldier’s bullets hit her badly in return. While Eliza sneaked through the trees to flank him, the soldier jumped into her corvette, heavily bleeding and raced down the narrow road. Eliza was sure that the soldier would somewhere around, only waiting for a good shot. So she decided to drag his attention away from Westpoint and the other survivors and hurried, still heavily wounded, to the Louisville highway. At the first junction she abandoned her car and strayed into the forest. Complete exhausted and her clothes soaked with blood she ran into a horde of infected that lounged between the trees. She killed some of them with her hunting knife but she knew that in this bad condition, she wouldn’t have a chance. In an act of despair, Eliza threw a bottle with burning gasoline into the horde to distract them. What seemed to be a chance to escape this situation, turned into a death trap when Eliza fell while running through the remaining infected in her way. One of them grabbed her and pulled her to the ground. Attracted by the fighting, the burning horde rolled towards Eliza and embraced her in their flaming circle, setting the forest on fire.