John watched as the man semi explained this place to them and then left. He looked around at the others. He seemed to be one of the few who came from money. most of the others wore clothes that were nothing like his obviously expensive flannel shirt and jeans. These were the clothes he had had before the war. Before clothes became the last thing he worried about. He followed close behind the girl who was leading them to food and he soon fell into stride next to her. "You seem pretty chill with this place. Isn't any of this freaking you out?" he asked as the man walked away, having just explained that they'd still have school. Great he couldn't even get away from that boring hellhole.