Oh Man Not The Zombie Apocalypse!

"there are other survivors?" you ask "yeah,some just got lucky, some were prepared" he says as he drives down the road to the location that the others are. the drive is silent until you guys pull up to the building the others are in. cole speaks into the walkie talkie "Delora were here." several minutes later a small handful of people come out and climb into the back of the van. "hey man, its nice to see you again" a man with dark grey frizzy hair says with a smile, he looks like he's around 50 years old. "and you must be the new survivor, im Al, nice to meet cha" he says as he extends his arm out to shake hands. cautiously you shake his hand. he points to a girl with a purple fohawk "that's delora" she looks like she's in her mid 20s. pointing to a guy with short, black slicked back hair and grey eyes you think he looks about 25 maybe "that's jonathan" he points to a guy with shoulder length blond hair with an open back pack sitting in his lap "that's eric. and that thing is stacy" a grey and black striped maine coon cat sticks its head out from the bag