Atlanta would second to that motion, "You guys lead, I'll follow" He wasn't much of a leader anyways, and he felt quite calm now that there are more of them here than actually being alone. Though his thoughts kept returning to his car. Maybe he can get out this place using that. He'll need to find an engine first though.  Tucking the handgun at his the back, wedging it between his belt. He'll just stay in the middle of the group as they move so he wont need to be alert as much and waste more ammo. Limited shots and all.<br/><br/>Seeing the cook, who Atlanta have seen on most occasions as he was a regular at the bar, looking like shit gave the Racer the feeling of dread. No way in hell was he, a professional race driver gonna die like this in a godforsaken place like this. If needed he'll just find the engine where it is stored in the town hall and take off without them. He wasn't going to be dragged along to be killed with these people but for now he needed them. So he'll just tag along.<br/><br/>He kept his hand on the back of his waist, ready to pull out the gun if necessary, but he will refrain from using it as much to use in an emergency should he find himself all alone. Which might happen since he might go off on his own and look for that engine. He might drag Dave to go with him too, that shit is heavy. Walking towards Dave and leaning towards his ear discreetly "Now where is that engine?"<br/><br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Inventory and Character Status</div><div class="spoiler_body"><strong>Inventory:</strong><br/>Handgun - 7 bullets left<br/>A Pack of Cigarettes<br/>Pocket Knife<br/>Compass<br/><br/><strong>Current HP/SP Status:</strong><br/>Body Points - 166/166<br/>Stamina Points - 154/160<br/>Status - Well Rested</div></div>