It was approaching evening and the sun was setting. S.T.A.R.S. captain Albert Wesker was preparing to leave his office. He was finishing his paperwork. He was wearing a uniform, his blond hair were slick back, a dark reflective sunglasses were covering his blue eyes, he was tall and strong. Albert Wesker was incredibely tired and he was slowly falling asleep on his desk. Suddenly, a knock on the door awoke him.

''Who is it?'' He exclaimed in flustrated and harsh tone.