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[center][color=D9E0F9][h1]Tiffany Lyle[/h1][/color]
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[i]Location: Arnco Mills 3rd Street then Arnco Mills Forrest
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Tiffany was absentmindedly thinking over things, a dangerous hobby nowadays, when she heard the low grumbles of the walkers. It took her a minute before she realized the predicament she was in with them coming up behind her. She looked down towards the street where she saw a man run up to her. He looked no worse for wear than her and he quickly told her to follow him.

She took an extra second to survey her options before deciding she'd rather risk her life with the man who could probably help kill a few of the walkers before killing her to loot her things. She took out her gun and quickly followed the man towards the West, where he suggested. She kept a close eye on him, but periodically checked over her shoulder in case the walkers followed them too quickly, she didn't want to waste any ammunition, but desperate times often called for desperate measures.

The man stopped to take a sip of water and she followed suit. She looked him over before speaking, [color=D9E0F9]"Thanks for the lookout back there. Just promise me if you're going to kill me for my things you make it quick."[/color] she added a smile to show good nature, hoping that if the man did want to loot her maybe he'd rethink it, though she doubted it.