Albert Wesker

The light of the lamps blinds you, because your eyes can hardly open, and it's like a fog in your head. You've been trying to come to your senses for a few seconds. An unfamiliar place scared you, there were flasks of liquids, syringes and medicines around, and you were lying in a hospital bed. But most of all, you were confused by the man who stood in front of you with a satisfied smile. "here you are, a wonderful exhibit for my experiments," he said in a calm voice, and put white rubber gloves on his hands.