Moses went about adjusting his scope as he took slow drags of his cigarette. The horde would be up on them soon and he would be ready for them. He felt like an ass for thinking it, but they'd be lucky if the horde just kept following the guy who had brought them in the first place. He removed the mag from his M1A, glad that it was fully loaded. The mag held about 20 rounds but his spare one only had about five. If it di come down to a fight he'd have to make every shot count, and he'd have to start scavenging for ammo again. 

He was snapped out of his thought s when he heard voices outside. "Shit! They don't know about the horde out there!" He jumped up and ran over to to the door and began pushing the pews out of the way, not even caring about any of protest the girl would surely give him. Once the door was clear and open and he could see the man,woman with the katana, and the little girl. He began waving his arms to get there attention to follow him so he didn't make any noise to attract the already agitated horde.