Sarah turned around and let go of her hair. Letting her long black locks fall over the Umbrella logo partally.
"Thank you." She said, stretching her arms in the skin-tight suit. She leaned against the locker and pulled the combat knife from her boot, looking at it. Tossing it up and down then putting it back.
Sarah's hair fell in her face partially. She sighed, taking a strand in her hands.
"It used to be so short." She said with a slight pout.
"I didn't know three months could let it grow out so long." She mumbled to herself.
Sarah shrugged away from the locker. Hearing slight echoes throughout the halls. She looked around, listening. Hearing the echo of faint voices in the background.
"I'll be right back." She said, without looking at the others. She silently crept down the hallway. She went back towards the prison area. Where the cells they'd been kept in had been.
Hearing the voices and thumps getting louder. She heard the voices. Male. Frustrated and a bit angry. She crept closer, then stepped right infront of their cell. Looking in at them, a blank expression on her face. Tilting her head to the side,
"Who're you?" She asked. They were in a prison cell....so prisoners of Tricell. She leaned on the door, with her back to it, and crossed her legs.
"Tell me who you are and what you're doing here and i might let you two out." She said. In a nicer tone.
She turns to face them.
"By the way i'm NOT with Umbrella even if i look like it." She thought she'd point that out before she'd get knocked out again or have a gun pointed at her head.
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