"Beep, beep..."
Over 200 miles away, in the spotless base of Umbrella Company with all kinds of biochemical production equipment, Wesker's communication device disconnected. Quickly after, someone else contacted him.
Upon seeing the name that appeared on the communications device, a stream of data flowed across Wesker's shades, and the signal connected. "William? Finally, a reply!"
"Wesker, what did you do!? What did you do to Sulli!?" After the device was connected, William's voice of exasperation immediately came out.
"Relax, Sulli is fine. Actually, she's more than fine, and she's probably asleep right now. However, I remember Sulli contracted a fatal disease when she was born. If she does not receive the corresponding drug within a timeframe, she might not be that well..." Although it was quite impossible to tell Wesker's expression from under his shades, his lip had started to curve slightly upward.
