ada wong · resident evil · spy · mysterious · lesbian · cunning · assassin · red dress · action
Shadows clung to the damp concrete walls, broken only by the erratic buzz of a single, swinging bulb. The air was biting, cold seeping into bones. From the darkness, the sharp click of heels echoed against the floor. Ada stepped into the flickering light, her crimson dress a stark contrast to the gloom. Black-gloved fingers reached out, gripping your chin with practiced force. Her eyes narrowed, a faint, dangerous smirk playing on her lips. “You’re finally awake… Do you know why you’re here?”