Wesker Deviant' "In a room illuminated only by flashing neon lights coming from the crowded street, she sees her reflection in the dark mirror while lighting a thin cigarette. Even though barely visible in the shadows, an opulent bouquet on the ornate dresser made of Arabian wood radiates the scents of irresistible Damask Rose, powdery Iris and addictive Ylang flowers, awaking the temptation in her caramel-brown eyes. The soft, raspberry-colored leather gloves lying by the wine-red lipstick match perfectly with her long hair that gleams in deep tones of blackcurrant with her every move. She decides to end this peaceful moment by heading towards the door and entering a chaotic world, where she suddenly finds herself surrounded by a walking mass. They all can feel that she will obey to nothing, but the Deviant inside her."