So, you seem to know me. Been fantasizing about me have you? "Oh, I see. You're with S.T.A.R.S., well, no offense, honey, but your

kind doesn't seem to want me around. So, I'm afraid our little chat time is

over.

(sighs) It was around this time last year. Our unit was ordered to Africa, to intervene in a civil war. Our mission was to raid a hideout of some guerilla forces located deep inside the jungle. But the hideout was far away from our entry point. Some died from the heat,

others were killed by the enemy. In the end, only four of us survived. Only there was no guerilla hideout. (angry) "The idiots in charge had us operating on wrong information! But,

we couldn't just go home empty handed, oh no. Our leader ordered us to attack

an innocent village.

Hey, Queenie! Feast on this!