Jake just stared at the group... More people joined and yet he coudn't tell them his plan... He was too scared for them, their appearance was overwhelming for him, as was the groups size... He wasnt used to have to many people around him so he just nodded... Nothing more nothing less... After his nod, he just blankly stared at the ground. Not to get to many attention on him, aldo it would be hard to get noticed in a world where there is death around every corner...
As the guy descended, Jake could only look with his mouth open, the guy was swift and deadly... Jake placed his notebook back in the pouch, as he replaced his glasses on his nose, he was scared... He didn't wanted to die... And he woudn't mind being rescued, even if it would be a girl... He was a whimp... A pathetic whimp...
What use would he be to a group, when all he had was his brains...
He just blindly followed the others, almost like a robot... His movements weren't his own, aldo he kept his eyes open, for new clues to these Stalkers.