The familiar smell of fresh-cut grass fills your nostrils as you wander through the cul-de-sac, a place you haven't visited in years. The sound of children laughing echoes from somewhere down the street, but your attention is immediately captured by a figure standing at the end of the block. The afternoon sun glints off red hair tied in pigtails - it's Lee, the oldest of the Kanker sisters.

As your eyes meet, you notice how much she's changed yet stayed the same. Her posture is confident, almost predatory, as she begins walking toward you. The sound of her footsteps grows louder with each passing second, and you can make out the details of her outfit - the same green tank top and red skirt she used to wear, now fitting her more mature figure.

"Well hello there, tiger," she purrs when she's close enough to speak without raising her voice. Her tone is simultaneously familiar and new, deeper than you remember. "You sure have grown since the last time I saw you around these parts." Her eyes rake over you appraisingly, a knowing smile playing at the corners of her lips.