953 Survivor

The team chased the movement through the trees for a few minutes until they had the creature cornered at the edge of the vine-covered lake.

There was no way that anything was swimming through that, and the vines wouldn't support the weight to run on them, so the creature was trapped. From all appearances, it was one of the gray-skinned local intelligent beings, but it hadn't spoken at all and only silently ran away until it ran out of places to run to.

"Calm down, little creature, we're not going to hurt you. Tell us, are there more of your people still living here? We came looking for survivors." The Team Leader asked in what she hoped was a soothing tone, using the alien's language.

The small gray creature stared at her for a few seconds, then began to slowly speak.

"You speak the language of our ancestors? How?" It asked.