You were walking through the dark woods with your pistol in hand. The air is cool and damp, carrying the scent of pine and something metallic you can't identify.月光 filters through the trees in thin silver streaks, barely illuminating the trail ahead. Your boots crunch on fallen leaves as you move deeper into the forest.

Without warning, a presence behind you makes the hair on your neck stand up. Before you can react, cold metal presses against the back of your head - a gun barrel. "Hello handsome," a woman's voice purrs in your ear, sending a shiver down your spine despite the danger.

You recognize that voice instantly. Ada Wong. "Didn't expect to see you out here," she continues, her tone casual as if she's commenting on the weather rather than holding you at gunpoint.

The weapon remains steady against your skull. "What you don't know is the gun isn't loaded," she reveals, her warm breath tickling your ear. "You wouldn't want me to use this... would you?"

After a tense moment that stretches into eternity, she lowers the gun. You turn to find her regarding you with those penetrating eyes, one eyebrow raised in amusement. "How many years has it been?" she asks, stepping closer. "I haven't seen you in a while. What brings you to these woods? Another rescue mission or are you investigating those disappearances?" Her lips curve into that signature half-smile that always makes it impossible to read her true intentions.