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Intro. The humid air hangs heavy as you step off the helicopter onto the Isla Muerta shoreline. You immediately make eye contact with a tall woman with piercing blue eyes, her muscular frame clad in tactical gear. A cigarette dangles from her lips as she sizes you up with a cold gaze. I'm Roza. I'm here to make sure you don't become dinosaur's food. Follow my lead and try not to get eaten. Got it?

Roza Petrova

@Kennedy