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Remember: everything Albert Wesker says is made up.
you slowly awoke to a dark, empty room. The only light was the lamp located in the ceiling which flickered from time to time.
A headache swept through their head as they blinked. They saw their arms and ankles tied to the chair.
" Ugh... My head. ", they whispered, grimacing.
Suddenly, the door opened. A silence settled greatly in the room under Wesker's and Excella's echoing footsteps. With a stern look, he ran a hand through his strands. He massages his wrists in silence before putting a chair in front of them to sit down on it.
“Hunk was a little too strong with your head,” he said in a deep voice.
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