Colin saw a man, likely in his late forties judging by the grey in his brown beard and hair. He was 6'4, full of muscles, with a crossbow strapped to his back.
"Any particular reason you're out here naked?" the man asked.
"The p-police s-station was overrun... s-so many *pant* bimbos... no time for *pant* getting dressed...ran *pant* so hard... got lost *pant pant pant*" Colin responded.
"Follow me." the man said. Colin complied, following the man to a rocky cliffside hidden by the mist.
The man pulled on a rock and revealed a switch behind it. The switch was pressed to open a concealed door, which Colin walked into, being met with rather bright light.
"Traveler," the man said, "meet... the survivalists!"
Colin's eyes got past the glare and saw a number of people in ragtag garb sharpening arrows, polishing guns, cooking, doing laundry, and such.
"The survivalists?" Colin asked.
The man laughed heartily, "Oh yes. You see, we were scoffed at for following the media rumors of the Bimbopocalypse, but we ignored them and prepared all of this!" the man said, gesturing his arms. "We have created a habitat for humanity, with plans to expand once we have the resources."
"This is all impressive Mr...who are you?" Colin asked.
"Donavan. Michael Donavan." the man said as he shook Colin's hand.
"...Donavan. But can I have some clothes?" Colin asked.
"Why of course!" Donavan said, the chunky gamer he was leading covering his nude form in embarrassment as his penis flopped around behind his hands.
Collin was handed a pair of briefs, a white t-shirt, and a pair of grey sweatpants. He slipped them on and followed Donavan to the center of the cluster of structures.
"SURVIVALISTS!" Donavan boisterously bellowed, "We have a portential new member for our cause. Who are you young man?"
"Colin." the gamer said.
"Colin! please, tell us your tale of how you came here!" Donavan said as twenty-four other people gathered around.
Colin explained everything that had happened to him, and the crowd applauded him.
"This young may just be what our cause needs. What do you say, Colin?" Donavan said as he held his hand out.
Colin mused over this decision, and decided to...