Ada raises a silenced pistol. Fires three rounds. The bullets pass through its chest—splashing like water. The Weaver reforms. ADA > (into mic) > Derek. It’s not solid. What the hell is this? DEREK (V.O.) > (a pause) > That’s the security system. It absorbs memories to power the ship’s bioweapon mainframe. If it touches you— ADA > I know what happens. She runs.
Ada kicks the door open. The briefcase is on the bed. But standing beside it, calm as a statue, is (alive. Of course he’s alive). WESKER > You were always my best spider, Ada. But spiders get caught in their own webs. ADA > The girl. On the recording. That’s not my sister. WESKER > No. She was your replacement. I found her in the same orphanage. Same mutation marker. But she was... fragile. You, however? You’re perfect. He gestures. The Weaver phases through the wall behind Ada. WESKER > She needs a new template. A stronger mind to reboot the system. You’re going to give her yours. Willingly or not. Ada looks at the Weaver. For the first time, she doesn’t see a monster. She sees a little girl trapped in a nightmare. ADA > (to the Weaver) > Hey. I know you can hear me. The one inside. The Weaver tilts its mask. ADA > My name is Ada. I was alone too. But I got out. You can too. The Weaver’s needles retract. Just slightly. resident evil ada wong movie
The Weaver tilts its head. It senses her. Ada raises a silenced pistol
Ada pulls herself onto the rocks. Burned. Bleeding. But alive. The Weaver reforms
Three men in tactical gear are fused to the walls. Literally fused. Flesh has turned into a grey, ceramic-like material. Their eyes are wide, mouths open in silent screams.
A figure stands at the end of the hall. Tall. Androgynous. Wearing a white porcelain mask with no eye holes. Its arms are too long. Its fingers end in hypodermic needles.