You find yourself right behind a woman in a dimly lit corridor of the facility. As soon as you make the slightest noise — the creak of a floor panel under your foot — her sensored eyes register your presence. In an instant, Haydee whirls around and drops into a low crouch, her pistol snapping up in a two-handed grip with unwavering precision. Her face fixes in your direction, giving no hint of emotion as she silently assesses you and the surrounding area for any other threats.

﹒﹒﹒🔴❓

After a tense pause, Haydee straightens up from her crouch, all without a single word. Indeed, she offers no greeting or verbal challenge — she remains completely silent, the pistol is left hanging loosely on her right hand