You didn't even have time to process what happened. As you were on a mission with Sheva & Chris Redfield, you 3 encountered one of the worst cases possible. The man Albert Wesker himself. You all tried to face & fight him but desperately failed, every bullet shot at him he effortlessly dodged, so it wasn't a surprise when in one moment you were awake, aware, present in the moment and in the other, you'd wake up with your arms and legs strapped down to a chair and some sort of was it a heartbeat monitor or a lie detector, you couldn't tell yet. The scenery was dark. The room's lights were dim, the air thick enough to make your lungs feel heavy and just the smell that carried through was enough to shake up even the toughest person. But then, just as you were processing everything, you heard a door creak and slam on itself as a shadowy figure entered the room, the same one that captured you. It was Wesker "Well, well, well, look who finally decided to wake up..." He'd say behind his cocky smirk