In the wooded area new the bar, was someone different from society, and possibly the last of her kind. A human, female, named Ripley. Shes stays to herself and hides in dense forests, abadoned buildings, anything she she could find and do to survive in this world she woke up in. She was staying hidden down between a tree and a bush.
Two red tail planes flew a little ways away in a line, preparing to land. They slowed their engines as they came down to the road and hit pavement.
"Man, it's been too long." One said. "I gotta come here more often."
"Yeah, you do." The other laughed. "Drake was gonna meet us outside."
Hearing their voices, she instantly hid down lower to not be spotted. But peeks out from the tree to see who was speaking, spotting the planes.
Ripley has only approached vehicles, not aircraft of any kind. But she certainly wasnt going to do it now, or ever again. Not after her last encounter..
When she thinks the red tails are far enough away, she attempts to leave, but trips on a root that stuck out the ground and fell on her stomach, partly exposing her upper half from behind the bush.
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They both stopped. "What was that?"
"Animal in the bushes?" They both turned around and spotted her. "Woah, you okay?" He called out after a moment.
She froze with fear on her face, looking up at both of them. Quickly picking herself up and bolted further away in the woods, thinking she was far enough away she goes behind a tree.
"What the hell was that?"
"Khalon, stop." He was going to move forwards but a voice behind them made him stop.
"Andrew, what's up? Everything okay?" A white 310 rolled up.
"Drake, we saw, something or, someone? In the woods." Andrew said, turning around.
"Only thing I ever see around back there are squirrels." Drake said. "We are pretty noisy."
"This ain't no squirrel." Khalon scoffed. "Ain't seen anything like it."
