Ice Prt. 3

The debris came away almost elegantly and after a while I could see a mans face. 'Hey!' The face called, 'My names Zack! Can you hear me?'
'No, Zack, we can't.' I said sarcastically. My voice sounded dry and far away.
Astrid gave me a poisonous look and said, 'How bad is it?'
'Bad; the empire, Statue of Liberty and the schools gone. We're called the Scorpions.'
'Pardon?'
'The Scorpions. We are the survivor Scorpions.'
I looked at Astrid with a doubtful look. Is he crazy? I mouthed.
Aren't we all? She mouthed back.
I looked at Zack. He was grinning ear to ear, looking at me, then Astrid, then me, then Astrid.
Yup, definitely crazy. 'How did you break the barrier?'
'Men. Shovels. Diggers.'
Then Zack fell to the left. Then a girl with blue eyes who looked my age with long black hair framing her face appeared. 'You coming or what?' She asked.
'We need to take care of the hospital.' Astrid said.
The girl climbed through the small hole of debris and stood up in front of me. 'The names Claire.' She said and she took my hand and shook. She was as skinny as anything, and she wore a purple jumper with black trousers. No shoes. No socks. 'Wish I was as skinny as her,' Zack's face suddenly appeared in the hole.
'Well, dig more, people want to break out of this prison.' Claire inputted.
'Whats your name?' Claire smiled.
'Noah,' I replied.
'Nice. Got any food?' She looked around at Astrid. 'Sure,' Astrid said and led her towards the 'hospital'.
'Hi.' Zack said suddenly.
'He hit his head. Brain damage. We thought it was amnesia.' A voice came from behind Zack's head. Zack turned around and my best friend, Noel, head filled the hole.
'What up, man?' He asked.