Chapter 30: Confrontation
“If you know the enemy and know yourself,
you need not fear the result of a hundred battles" —Sun Tzu.
As expected, Wesker is huddled alone in his room. He’s not a people person, which is why he doesn’t even bother stepping out from the comfort of the guest room assigned to him.
When I sneak in, I find him sitting on one of the single chairs facing the door, a desk obscures my view of his bottom half. At first I think he might say something, but the man remains quite. Maybe he’s asleep.
“Yes?” he finally mumbles, noticing my presence.
‘Did he take a nap in this position? Why? There’s a perfectly good bed just to his right’, is what should come up to my thoughts. But to be honest, I can actually predict his reasoning. He wants to be ready for anything at eve
