[This place is...uncomfortable, it reminds him a bit too much of Spencer's estates and the training facility, the same sort of large, grand setup that Wesker is entirely too familiar with. He finds himself wishing, briefly, that he had his guns; he tries to shake it off as best he can, however. Hopefully there's nothing that will require shooting anything in here; because Resident Evil memories have trained him very well into looking up, he's going to do that as he makes his way toward the center of the room, checking the light fixtures and verifying that they at least look stable on a spot check as he makes his way toward the stairs.]
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