I located a group of scraggly survivors.
"Oh god, don't hurt us!" one of them said. He was a boy, about 11 years of age.
"Woah, relax. I'm not a rapist." I said.
"Ugh. Thank god." Another said. This one looked to be at least 13 years of age, with long-ish blond hair.
"Your name?" I asked.
"I'm Alex. That's Mike," Alex said, pointing to the 11 year old, "That's Alexia, John, Leon, and Chris."
"Pleased to actually meet somebody with a name that makes sense. I'm xxxxkill, everybody calls me xxxx. Follow me, I'll show you our leader." I said, walking off. The group followed, but with caution.