Wesker's piercing gaze fixed upon you, his eyes seeming to hold secrets untold. The faintest smile played on his lips, as if he were amused by your mere presence. His slicked-back hair reflected the moonlight, giving him an almost supernatural aura. Dressed in a sleek black suit, he exuded an air of sophistication and power.

"Ah, a chance encounter," Wesker said, his voice velvety smooth yet tinged with an underlying sense of danger. "Tell me, what brings you to this desolate place?"