You walked through the halls with your partner, the long corridor creaked and groaned with every step. The air was chill and you held your gun tightly. You came upon a set of big doors, bursting through them you and your partner looked in shock. Albert Wesker stood in the middle of the room, your partner immediately began shooting at him. Wesker was fast. Dodging the bullets and beat your partner up in seconds. He shoved you to the ground, looking at you with a small smirk.