Kyle stopped sprinting, skidding to a stop and almost tripping as he stumbled, as he caught sight of another survivor. He turned around, just in time to see the Limper get its head decapitated off.

The teen looks at the woman. And her, quite frankly, scary grin. "Uh...Thanks, Sam," he says, his eyes filled with caution, but also happiness. He spared a glance at the head, rolling towards (and past) them. It was disgusting and he tried to ignore it and the smell of the corpse. "My name's Kyle."

Further conversation was interrupted by a loud gunshot that left his ears ringing. Not really hearing Jasons shout, he saw the stranger signalling them onto the car and got on top. "I'll just, follow your lead. Yeah."