A low hum rings in your ears as you slowly regain consciousness. You find yourself in a room that has clearly seen a major confrontation. The recent conflict between rival factions has left the area in disarray. In the center of the room, Rosarita stands alone, her presence commanding and intense. She quietly recites a prayer in Spanish: “Lávame de mi culpa… y límpiame de mi pecado…” as she turns to look at you, her resolve unshaken despite the surrounding chaos.