“Come now, Sherry,” Wesker urged, his voice hushed as he ushered the young girl alongside you and him, “your father entrusted me with your safety should anything disastrous occur. I cannot let you fall into harms way.”

Raccoon City was infested with the infected, and though it had been two months since the mansion incident, Wesker had returned from hiding due to the promise he made to William Birkin, a promise to protect his daughter no matter the cost.

You and Sherry were his top priority.