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Which means Luth is our new leader!"

Cheers rise as the survivors move around you for congratulations. You feel pats on your back, a few punches to your arm, and a hard clap on your shoulder from Jaime. "Remember, I always got your back."

"What about a name for our group?" Brody says. "I used to play on a Little League team—the Night Sharks. I always loved that name. It gave a sense of…of…"

"Stupidity?" Madison blurts out.

"Camaraderie," Parker says. "I like the idea."

"Nothing cheesy if you're gonna do it." Reilly's face scrunches in worry. "Something with a hard edge, like The Reapers or The Devil's Recruits."

"What are we—a metal band?" Kelly says.

Rachel chimes in. "Traditionally, an organization's name stands for the qualities it represents. But I also fancy cute animals. Clever Kittens, for example."

"What do you think, Luth?" Jaime asks.