Why?

Chapter 4

I walk into the kitchen and I see a middle aged woman lying in the ground blood spilling from the wound in her neck. The blood is fresh but I find no visible weapon.
"She was there when I woke up."
A stranger I don't know walks out from the shadows.
"She must have been an If her face was already drained of blood."
"You killed her?" I ask surprised by his sudden appearance.
He is probably 18 just like the rest of us. He has chestnut brown hair and green eyed, he's quite handsome too.
"Hi, my names Noah." He says reaching out a hand that I don't reach out to take. I don't trust him. He pulls back as Dakota walks in.
Who the hell are you?" Dakota asks stepping in front of me.
"Im Noah." He says reaching out his hand once more, Dakota doesn't shake it either.
"Not very friendly people, eh?" He says with a smirk.
At that moment Megan, Drew, Hana, and Jacob walk in.
"Who's that?" Asks Hana
He introduces himself once more Jacob reaches out and shakes it this time. I turn around and head to the window that covers the whole wall in the kitchen.
"Uh, guys we have lots of company grab your shit and let's get the hell out of here." I say looking at the horror coming at us. Over 30 Ifs are heading to the window probably sensing our body heat or smelling the blood from the lady. Either way they're hungry and we need to leave.