Milo snappe out of his dog dreaming and looked back over to the church, from this far away it was hard to tell but there seemed to be someone at the church's door. "Son of a bitch, people still living." He began running towards it jumpin from building to building climbing with his pick at some. After a moment though he stopped. Thinking what if they were really a zed. He looked around again, noticing a girl sitting on a ledge with pink-ish hair. "Hey," he called over knowing it'd pull attention from two audiences but at least one couldn't touch him where he was. "Who are you, are you actually alive, and do you have a group?"