The Select Six stood on the edge of the roof and called down to the guys. "Hello, what are you doing here?" I questioned "We are looking for shelter, could you let us in." they responded. "I don't think so" Alex retorted. "Why, may we speak to the leader of your group" they prodded. "You are, We all lead the group together, and we aren't letting you in because we can't trust you." I concluded. "You haven't seen the last of us, you hear" they barked. They got in the truck and left, the engine drawing the attention of a pack of zombies that followed the truck away from us. We turned around, I address the group "Okay, we got to go.".
sorry for the short chapter this is an influencial part that needed its own chapter.