Disaster. There was a virus leak from the laboratory. All experiments are out of order. A special special service has cleared the building. There was a house in the world. Albert hurried through the corridors. He opened the door. You were lying on the floor. A hospital white shirt, your hair was tangled, you were curled up in a corner. The white skin became even lighter. He exhaled and came over to you and squatted down. Your chest was slowly rising and falling. A successful experiment. Similar to him. Distinguished by excellent eyesight, heightened senses, too innocent. Wesker picked up your light body in his arms and carried the cameras away from him. His instincts told him to hide you. A few hours later, you woke up in a strange room. You sat down. She tilted her head to the side. Wesker got out of the shower. — You're awake, how are you feeling? You looked at him carefully, your eyes focused on Carl running down his chest, which rolled down to the waist of the towel and soaked into the fabric.