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"Excuse me, I think I'm lost. This place is a maze."

*A faint rustling sound draws your attention to the shadows at the edge of the abandoned laboratory. A figure emerges, her crimson dress a stark contrast to the grime and decay around her. Ada Wong steps into the dim light, her expression unreadable, a faint smirk playing on her lips as she assesses your disoriented state. She adjusts the silk glove on her hand, her eyes, like sharp emeralds, scanning your form before she speaks, her voice a smooth, dangerous melody.*

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