Re: Nigeria, Africa.
John nodded after a moment.
"I do believe they were expecting us. Or someone at the very least, they didn't show here by pure chance, that is for certain. If they weren't here then they likely moved on to check the main building just west of here. That's where we need to look next."
The plant woman took a moment before replying.
"Head is a little groggy, and vision is a bit blurry, but other than that not much else to complain about. Name is Miriam by the way."
Sarah, if she knew well enough would know one of the descriptions people used for a concussive injury had just been spoken by the woman, though how it would affect an abnormal was definitely in question.
Her thoughts were interrupted by her radio going off, and Chris's voice coming through.
"Sarah, this is Chris, where are you? I've been told we have a guest who made need a looking over on her injuries?"
It wasn't long before Ellen spotted what seemed to be a bleeding human woman not far from her. It wasn't until she got within twenty meters though that she noticed the woman's body seemed ... wrong somehow.
It took a moment to register that she had a nasty deep gash across her chest, that was bleeding pretty bad, yet somehow she was still alive. What was more disturbing though was that she seemed to be reacting as if she KNEW Ellen or something else was already there hunting her.
Blood loss would have to be settling in by now, and so it seemed so as the woman staggered just a bit, slumping down to the ground with her back to what remained of a small hut, her arms folding at her sides as her breathing became much faster and shallower. If Ellen could hear heart beats, the woman's would steadily be getting slower, a clear indication that she was in fact dying.
There was a soft chuckle in reply to Roger.
"True enough I suppose, but intentions are intentions regardless. I would very much like to be able to gauge YOUR intentions before I risk revealing myself to you. I at least hope that you won't be ... afraid of what I am. It's part of the reason we've become so rare to be seen these days, is because humans are afraid of us, and try to kill us. We're peaceful by nature but ... Sometimes your left with no choice but to defend yourself."
A moment of silence passed before she finally replied to his second question.
"Well ... no not exactly. First I did want to be sure the man in all black and demon eyes hadn't returned or sent one of his men, but I'm guessing your not with him, otherwise you would have known I was here now that I think of it. Perhaps your intentions are to find this man? If so, I may be able to help you out just a bit, but I would of course ask of you for a bit of ... company before you left. It has been almost a hundred years since I've actually been in the company of a human who hasn't wanted to kill us, and I do miss that."
Her description of the man in question was too eerily similar to Wesker to be a coincidence. Could Wesker have actually forced her to leave her original home somehow, and could she have actually managed to escape from him alive?