[h1][center][color=007236]Eric Miller[/color][/center][/h1]

Eric doesn't like long car rides... Especially handcuffed. He eventually was given the key by Eli who was driving. And had a gun. Though he liked the idea of Hunting, though pistols normally sucks when it came to hunting. He especially didn't like getting a knife. What was he going to do with a knife?! Look scary? Wait... had he been recruited my government officials? no... They'd give him a gun or something. "[color=00746b]I have guns? I could use one of those? Just back at my place?[/color]" but now the car was stopped. 

After walking for a bit Eric saw the old mines. Being there though was.... scary. Not the miens itself. But hearing the voices coming from Eli's head right now (Which at this moment Eric was still trying to understand) almost made now seem like some sick horror movie. But then he was hearing a different tone. "[color=007236]...Uhh... I don't know if you're waiting for someone, but someone is here. And I don't think they are here for tea...[/color]" He couldn't tell what they were thinking either. He just needed more time on them. What he could tell though was they were not happy to see them. It's like when you hear someone who's language you have no idea how to understand it, but you can hear the emotions in their voice. 

Eric could get a general direction of the person, but it was still iffy. Listening in on a person was hard. And this one was a way back still. "[color=007236]Maybe they overlooked us.... but someone is here man.[/color]" Eric never told Eli about his ability, if he asks he will claim that he used his hunting skills or something. But right now he didn't like the idea of getting shot at again. In the same day at that. She, the person near by was a she. But she was tense. Tense people tend to lead to bad situations.