"Well you sure as shit look like it." Alex commented. The guy was bleeding all over the place, probably had a broken bone or two unless he was the luckiest son of a bitch in the world. Well, now that Alex knew the driver was not a flesh eater, he reached down and undid the seatbelt and pulled him up. "Let me know if anything hurts. We'll be able to tell what's broken, if nothing else." he said, hooking his arms under the driver's armpits and lifting him. "Can you move your legs?" he asked, wondering if the man had suffered spinal injury and become paralyzed.<br/><br/>He turned his head as he heard some other voices and noises, and saw two people approaching them. They weren't moaning, and it looked like they were communicating, so he doubted they were among the walking undead. "Little help here!?" he called over to them.