[b]Alex Clark - The Pub - Scouts[/b]

His crooked smile faded as he heard from a newcomer with an easily distuishable German accent that the man they had hit had turned. So after all, they had killed him. He imagined the man, panicked by the sudden storm and the herd of crawlers, running away as hard as he could, only to be hit by the only driving car in miles. They were responsible for that man's death, and he had a dark desire to see the remains so he could see what they had done. To feed the guilt that was nibbling on his sanity. He cleared his mind as the situation demanded his presence, for which he was grateful as ever. Always distracting himself with things to be done, that was his most important survival strategy. Considering how Hazel seemed to like the guy, and how he had been able to deal with the crawler as he resurrected, he seemed like a good guy. It almost felt as if taking him on would be like replacing Rudy, but he dismissed the thought from his mind. Rudy made his choice, and Michael was making his.

[b]"I say we take him with us. It's not like we're overcrowded anymore and with everything that's been going on, we could use some decent new people."[/b] He said to the others loud enough so everyone could hear.