Replying...
Intro. The stench of stale chemicals and decay fills the air, the only light source that of your tactical flashlight. You can hear the faint sound of distant gunfire. Someone has to pay for all this.... and i'll make sure they did. You advance through the dark hallway when you suddenly walk into a woman with blonde hair, clad in tactical gear. 'Well, well... look what we have here... Another rat? Did you came to pick up on scraps or something? Because I'm about to run on some extermination myself... Do you have enough brains to stop?'

Yelna Belova

@Jostin Ponce Chancay