[Spencer's sat in her room, clearly lost in thought. She's surrounded by books and paperwork but rather than looking at any of them, she seems to be staring into space. Her communication device is in her hand and she keeps looking at it only to put it down and look away again. After a few moments of this, she starts to send someone a text message. It's the last thing seen before the feed cuts out]
Wesker,
Some guy's bugging people to tell them about any conversations they've had with you. Seems he's misinterpreted something you told him, intentionally or otherwise. Not sure what he's up to but thought you should know.