On the poop deck on the S.S. Anne, a cardboard box can be seen. Why no one noticed it thus far is a mystery. However, there is more to the box; inside it sits Solid Snake, a legendary ex-member of FOXHOUND. He is currently chatting with his superior Colonel Roy Campbell via Codec.
Snake: Colonel, can you hear me?
Colonel: Yes, Snake. I take it you have successfully boarded the S.S. Anne?
Snake: Undetected. This Ginger guy sure is a hard case. After what he did to his ex-girlfriend...
Colonel: I understand, Snake. The police are too afraid of their own lives to apprehend him. Why that is, I don't know.
Snake: I'll never understand cops these days.
Colonel: Me neither. Anyway, I have a feeling he'll be at the tournament.
Snake: Well, I'm no stranger to fighting guys like plumbers, space bounty hunters, and elves. Besides, I've been to Fighter's Island before.
Colonel: So you know what to expect then.
Snake: Most definitely.
At that precise moment, someone lifted up the cardboard box. When Snake looked into the eyes of a girl in a Japanese school uniform with a black ponytail, he looked as if an exclamation point was hovering above his head.
"Y'know, it's pretty obvious you're in that box," Yandere-Chan explained. "I mean,anyone could've seen you."
"Why do you care?" Snake asked rather rudely.
"I heard about your plan to kill John Ginger."
"I never said anything about-"
"Shut up! John is one of the dreamiest guys to ever exist! You can't not like him!"
"For one, he's completely batshit crazy. Almost no one can-" Snake's sentence was cut short by a small hunting knife Yandere-Chan held in her hand.
"I thought so." After putting away the knife, Yandere-Chan walked off, leaving Snake in a state of disbelief.
"Geez, that girl's crazier than Ginger," Snake commented to himself.
to be continued...