It's night. It's the third time Wesker's made this pilgrimage: halfway up a building two streets away from the apartment. The flickering of light could be a stray reflection off a piece of glass. He knows to keep the light dim. He's willing to try the code signal a few times. If he must, he'll have HUNK bring his ally out--but it's really best to
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Wesker is just out walking, trying to clear his head. He's left the hunter's charm untouched since he died. It's a risk, of course, but a calculated one. His trail can be followed freely, for all he cares; he's killed no one
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He can't get used to the light being all around him. He hates what the first night did to him. He's found another black turtleneck with a thicker collar, and has pulled the collar up as high as it will go. It helps, somewhat
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He knows he's come off the worst against Harth. He doesn't anticipate he'll win easily against this new creature. He will probably lose a few major advantages before he loses his life
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