Hive Crisis and the Little Girl Survivor?

"Attention..."

"All Umbrella employees, in accordance with company regulations and confidentiality agreements, please ensure that you wear your ID badges on your chest at all times. Before leaving at the end of your shift this afternoon, be sure to scan your badge at the clock-in stations so the relevant departments can collect and compile radiation data from all divisions and create health records for employees..."

"A group of dangerous dogs has arrived in the parking lot. The relevant research departments, please prepare to receive them..."

"It is now 7:47:10 a.m. on August 9. Work is about to begin. Employees, please do not linger in the common areas."

Inside Umbrella, in the secure facilities of the enormous underground research base belonging to one of the company's Raccoon City branches, the employees and researchers streamed toward the corridors and elevators as the magnetic voice of a woman on the PA system echoed around them. They were getting ready to begin four hours of intense work that morning.

However, in the long employees' lounge just outside the corridor, a middle-aged blonde woman in a white lab coat and gold-rimmed glasses was pressing a little girl onto a bench by the elevator. The girl wore a little red dress, clutched a plush teddy bear in her left arm, and greedily licked a huge, multicolored swirl lollipop in her right hand—one nearly half the size of her face. The woman finally crouched down with a helpless sigh and looked straight into the girl's eyes.

"Little Annie!"

"Listen carefully! I swear to God, my dear little sister made a terrible decision when she entrusted you, this little squirt, to me!"

As she spoke, the blonde woman with glasses pinned a temporary ID badge to the front of the blue-eyed girl's dress.

"Now, I'm sure you heard