Rescue!

Footsteps. The first thing Ashley had heard in-- God, she didn't even want to know how long! They were different from the slow, lumbering steps of her captors. Quick, light, just barely noticeable. But Ashley wasn't messing around this time. She was getting out of here.

"Ashley Graham, are you in here?"

Actual English! But Ashley didn't hesitate. She with a pitiful battlecry, she slammed a metal candelabra toward the intruder's head! The figure dodged the strike. She swung again, blinded by panic and rage! This time, the figure grabbed the weapon, then swept Ashley's leg out from under her, sending her falling onto her butt.

"Is this really the thanks I get for coming all way out here?"

Standing before Ashley was... A woman. Slender, with short black hair and a sharp gaze that cut through the dim light of the room. Ashley drew her arms over her exposed body, and as she tried to find something to say, the woman took inventory of the room.

"Ada Wong. Let's just say that I'm FBI. Here on behalf of a friend, and the president, I suppose." She introduced herself, while cautiously approaching the window.

Ashley sat there, trembling on the floor as she processed this. Her rescue had come! She was going home! Though, it was hard to feel particularly confident as she stared at Ada... And her gorgeous, naked ass, pressed out as she surveyed the area.

"Great, I guess, but... Why are you naked, too? What kind of FBI agent rescues someone naked?!" She demanded in an exasperated voice. This was too much! She was expecting... An army! Helicopters! Guys in suits or tactical gear!

Not an admittedly hot Asian woman with her pussy in plain view!

"I feel like you're not exactly in a position to judge, kid." Ada responded. Unlike Ashley, she seemed completely unphased by her exposure. She may not look professional, but at least she acted like it.

"Of course, if it's really a problem, I can leave you here for them to sort out..."

Ashley followed her to the window while clutching her breasts with an arm. Outside, she saw what could only be described as... A mob. A whole crowd of those weird, spaced out villagers, marching their way to the church. She could almost see their glowing, bloodshot eyes illuminated by their torches...

Before she knew it, she was pressing against Ada's side. "Okay, okay. I'm sorry. Let's just get out of here and uh... Maybe find something to wear, if we can..."