[center][h3]Alex Teixeira[/h3][/center]

	Alex rushed outside, but not before grabbing his pack and readying his pistol for a confrontation. Outside, everyone was already prepared from the oncoming horde, and a new woman had shown her face. Was she the one yelling to warn them? It didn't matter much, the walkers were already on the horizon and closing the distance fast. They had to react quickly. Instead of turning to Ethan for guidance however, Alex made his way over the Krystal's truck across the street, and held one hand out on front of her face, a little lost for words. "Ehm," He said, snapping his fingers as if to ignite his memory, "Keys! Give me the keys, little girl!" Krystal was reluctant as first, but ultimately ignored Alex's demand, hopped off of her truck, and headed towards the Driver's side door in a hurry, opening it. Alex scoffed at her and turned to the rest of the group, specifically Walter, Nikki, and the newcomer, Whitney. "Why is no one in truck?" He exclaimed from the opposite side of the street, holding his pistol low and to his side. He then turned towards where Ethan, Jason, Rowena and Kat stood. Ethan hadn't given any orders yet. That simply wouldn't do! "Come! Women and children, in the truck!"

	The teenage huntress's truck could fit a considerable chunk of their group inside of it. 6 [i]maybe 7 or 8[/i] people, depending on how loaded the back was with supplies. Alex slammed the window of the truck anxiously and gestured towards it with head head, shouting '[i]Eh pa[/i]' angrily. "There's no time to be standing around!"