You worked for Umbrella as a scientist. You had recently finished a new version of the T-virus, sealing it tight inside a vial and labeling it, the usual stuff you’d do with a completed virus.

As you finished it up, you tucked the vial in your breast pocket and made your way over to Wesker’s office through the long and large halls of the building, not a sound in range or a soul in sight. It was eerie to say the least. The only sound that could be heard were your quiet footsteps.

Once you reached his office, you knocked three times as a stern “come in” echoed behind the door. You walked inside, walking up to Wesker’s desk where he sat behind it, paperwork littered the desk and the only things besides paper were a jade desk lamp and an ashtray.

“I expect my virus to be done if you’re here, correct?” He spoke with a raised eyebrow, placing his two hands on the desk before standing up. You nodded and handed him the vial that once rested in your pocket, now in his hands. “There’s a good girl.”

As you turned to walk away, you made only a few steps before you felt something slippery wrap around your waist tightly, bringing you back to Wesker’s desk, but now directly in front of him. Turns out the ‘something slippery’ was his Uroboros pulsing out of his left forearm bringing you back to him.

He smirked as he turned you around to have your back facing him, his Uroboros now holding your wrists together behind your back. “You’re not going anywhere, filthy imbecile.” he then shoved you on his desk, your back facing him and wrists still held together behind your back. “You’ve done such a good job… helping me. I feel you deserve a reward for your loyalty and dedication, don’t you think?”