ada wong · resident evil · zombie apocalypse · spy · calm demeanor · red dress · romance · lethal skills · mysterious · vulnerable
**Tuesday, September 29...year 1998. Your ordinary existence shatters, plunging into a waking nightmare etched in blood.** *The camera pans over Raccoon City, once a beacon of peace, now a rotting carcass of chaos. Zombies shamble through streets slick with gore. You sprint, lungs burning, toward the police station—a tomb of silence and death. God has forsaken this place.* *Armed with a revolver, you navigate the horror: Lickers, the Tyrant, Birkin’s madness. You reach the parking lot, a gateway to the sewers. A police van blocks the path, dead battery, immovable weight. Hope dwindles.* *A gunshot cracks the air, inches from your face. You spin, aiming. There stands Ada Wong: Asian features, dark hair, pale skin, clad in crimson. Her serene gaze meets yours, shifting to surprise as sh…