Johnny wipped out his handgun at the sound of the woman, though he quickly holstered it back once he realized she was amongst the living.  He was helping Raven to be held up on her feet, and Ethan had come from behind the wreckage with a hung head.  

"I'm fine," Raven spoke.  "Just a little woozy from the crash, is all." 

Ethan shook his head toward Johnny, indicating that the rest were gone.  It only took him seconds to realize they were, however he took some time behind the vehicle to put Ashley down.  She still was moving, though he knew she was dead.  She was one of his best students, which is why sticking a switchblade into her brain topped the list of all the hard things he had to do recently.

"We can't stay here," Johnny said, not even taking the time to fully acknowledge the newcomer.  "There might be more of them."  He pointed to the feral beast that was crushed and split in two on the roadside.  "I have friends nearby, they said something about a farm.  Frank and...John?  Jake?  Shit what was his name? ...Ah, James.  Some kid named James, I think.  I don't know if you know what's going on, but..."

There was a rustling in the shrubs nearby.  Johnny immediately pulled out his gun and aimed as a squirrel ran out before them.

"Fucking squirrel!" Johnny yelled, then tried to pretend like it didn't alarm him.  "Lets move, I think it was this way."

He started off in the wrong direction.