We're not in kansas anymore (Lone) (Open)

(OOC: Sorry, I've been busy recently)

The boy complained about being called a kid, saying that he's 'almost sixteen' Alright then, brat. I don't care what you say, I need to stick with this guy. If you're going that way then it's goodbye. The boy disappeared into the darkness for half a second, then returned to question Ghost about knowing his name. Max chose to ignore the conversation that ensued since it had nothing to do with him, instead he just waited for them to come to a conclusion about where everyone was going.

Ghost then questioned Max about where they were going next, mentioning something on the computers being updated 20 minutes before they had arrived If you want to stick with me then I'll be going west, but if you're more interested in leaving this place then you might be better off sticking with the kid and going elsewhere. It's all up to you. Max had no desire to do what was best for the group, he was here for a mission and wasn't going to leave until it was done.

Q felt guilty, but it was not like he can do anything about it at this point. He sighed, taking off his hood to reveal long dark wavy hair that went passed his shoulders. It was getting difficult to move around in multiple layers of clothes. So, he decided to strip the jacket, leaving him nothing but an oversized sweater that looked like a dress on him, a black turtle neck underneath, black leggings, and old boots. He had two decently sized blades strapped to his thighs for fighting purposes.
With the jacket gone, he searched till he found a nice tablet with just the requirements he needed. Luckily, it had a map and security control system built in. He even found some protein bars as a bonus. He gave a silent cheer as he removed his long mask enough to munch on one. He was so hungry.
He noticed a scratching sounds from behind the door that looked to be the shower room. As tempted as he was to be clean, he learned his lesson from last time. He was not going to open that door with the big red button...
But, it could've a rat or something silly like that, right? It was worth checking out. What can possibility go wrong? Worst case scenario, the fat one was roadkill. His eyes twinkling at the possibility of beginning clean, if only for a little bit, as he reached for the button.
Then, he realized ghost slipped a portal shower in his bag. He'll just ask him for water! He turned around to do so only to slip on something quishy and as he tried to catch himself, accidentally pushed the button.
He sighed as he heard the door open. He gulped as zombies, who he now believe to be the missing teammates crawled out.
Without another thought, he bolt out of the room.
As he neared the group, he cried out, "Guys! I made a very bad mistake!"
With the way he looked now, one can only assume that Q could actually be a girl.