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[center][color=D9E0F9][h1]Tiffany Lyle[/h1][/color]
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[i]Location: Arnco Mills Forrest Heading Toward Church
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Tiffany struggled to hold Raymond's weight as the two continued their journey. She was surprised the man hadn't died yet but was also thankful that she had someone with her. Going out alone wasn't always ideal, but having someone without a leg may be just as bad. She felt twinges of guilt as they continued, with him groaning and trying to hold back his screams. She kept an eye out for more holes, worried that whoever made them did so not only for the Walkers.

The two continued down as she kept an eye out for the horde. She hoped the sound would have driven them all away or at least enough that she could sneak by easily without worry, but she also knew that Raymond didn't have much time. They needed to stop someplace where she could take care of the wound better. He needed medication too. She prayed to God or whoever was watching over them now that the Church would be a safe haven, even for a little bit.