[hr][hr][center][h1][color=00ff00]Jack Hudson[/color][/h1][img]http://68.media.tumblr.com/fc919d328046efa51637b4919940e914/tumblr_inline_nuo4kow2ON1qlt39u_250.gif[/img][/center][hr][center][b][color=00ff00]Location[/color][/b]: Building F (The Newnans' House)[/center][hr][hr]	Jack wasn't sure what to say. He didn't understand the situation himself. All he knew was that they had gotten Miss Sally to medical and then Froggy had stepped out, shaking his head. There was no chart to look at and examine. There weren't details that had been shared yet. Miss Sally was here and then she wasn't, simple as that, as much as it broke his heart. His face fell as Tatiana appeared to crumble and lose the last bit of happiness she was clinging to. He moved over towards her and wrapped his arm around her tightly, nodding at Ray to let him know that he should take the call. Tatiana wasn't in any shape right now to put anyone else's needs first. 

	[color=00ff00]"I'm so sorry, solovey,"[/color] Jack whispered, taking one hand and using it to gently stroke Tatiana's hair. He wasn't sure what he could do beyond simply be there for her, but he felt guilty nonetheless, as if this was somehow his fault. He wanted nothing more than to spare his wife from this pain but he couldn't do it. All he could do was hold onto her tight and stroke her hair while she cried it out. He knew how much Miss Sally meant to her, how much she meant to everyone. A few tears started to fall from his face, dropping onto Tatiana's head. 

	[color=00ff00]"I don't know what happened. Froggy came out and...she was gone,"[/color] Jack explained softly. [color=00ff00]"She's in a bettah place."[/color][hr][hr][center][h1][color=#23D5B7]Beatrice Decker[/color][/h1][img]http://68.media.tumblr.com/e5d5fcaf9fbbd5644bd6848807e79e4c/tumblr_mus6alGv8a1rhs5nco4_r1_250.gif[/img][hr][color=#23D5B7][b]Location[/b][/color]: The Meeting (Three-way intersection near the Hershall Norred Water Plant)[/center][hr][hr]	Beatrice frowned when she heard the calamity, uncertain as to what was coming their way. With all of the noise it was making, she imagined something like Ash's pride and joy, the Hordebuster. At either rate, she had one hand on her gun, the other one free. Gavin had already slipped into the trees and Ryan was using a door as partial cover. She didn't like the idea of staying inside the truck and she slipped out quietly. It'd make it easier to make a quick exit. She'd have more freedom of motion by foot. And with the thaw not completely set in, she figured the walkers wouldn't be especially active quite yet. 

	[color=#23D5B7]"Fucking hell,"[/color] Beatrice said breathlessly, her eyes widening as the spotted the [i]tank.[/i] She blinked a few times, trying to comprehend what she was seeing. She thought Justice had thoroughly prepared her for the end of the days, but this was something she hadn't expected to see. Sure, tanks weren't that out of place at the start, when the army was still existing and trying to combat these threats but now...It had been years since she saw one operating. Just who the hell was on the other end of that phone call? 

	The appearance of the not-Australian woman only further confused Beatrice. Sure, some people had lost their sanity. Maybe she had been stuck in the tank for months, accounting for her seemingly crazed nature. The other one who hoped out and began to move on foot, Beatrice felt like somehow, they were a little saner. They were less threatening, at any rate. She could deal with people, but a tank?

	[color=#23D5B7]"Iris, I think this is above our pay grade,"[/color] Beatrice said quietly. She wasn't going to bail - not yet, at any rate. But still...a tank?![hr][hr][center][h1][color=ff6600]Chloe[/color] & [color=00ccff]Ravi[/color][/h1][img]https://s26.postimg.org/h9j0x6jah/cravi.gif[/img][/center][hr][center][b]Location[/b]: Building 6 (the Armory)[/center][hr][hr]	[color=00ccff]"The mixture can vary, but it tends to contain formaldehyde, glutaraldehyde, methanol, and other solvents. They're relatively harmless and easy to dispose of, since it's all organic material, but they unfortunately don't seem to be on hand,"[/color] Ravi answered. He realized that it could be difficult for those without a scientific background to recognize the chemicals. [color=00ccff]"They should have a strong scent, something like a container of nail polish remover, since that's acetone based. Most organic solvents smell rather similar."[/color]

	Chloe's nostrils flared for a moment as she heard Ryan's voice. It hadn't been the first time in her life that she had seen and heard things that weren't there. She had spent most of her early to mid twenties attempting to get that to happen. It didn't occur to her that this could be an effect from psychological trauma. No, Chloe considered only one explanation. 

	Somehow, the cocksucker had fucking drugged her. 

	She wasn't sure when Ryan had put the drugs into her system, but she figured it was his own weird form of saying goodbye. She had been clean for years, only for Ryan to give her a dose of [i]something[/i] while on his way out of Newnan. Maybe it had been the prick of a needle just before he left, though she figured she would've felt it or noticed it. But it was the most logical explanation. The motherfucker tried to get her high. 

	[color=ff6600]"I'm gonna kill him,"[/color] Chloe whispered under her breath. 

	[color=00ccff]"Pardon?"[/color] Ravi asked, before nodding and waving at Riley as she left. They were about ready to go as well, but Chloe looked like she was about to bite someone's head off. The girl really was a spitfire and if she wasn't so attractive, Ravi might've been a little more wary around her. Pretty, intelligent girls were his weakness, despite Gavin's constant insistence that Ravi plays for the other team. He half expected the Gavin hallucination to make a comment to that effect, but he seemed more insistent on Ravi being useless with a knife. [i]Typical.[/i] Even an imaginary Gavin had little faith in his fighting abilities--

	But it wasn't like imaginary Gavin was wrong. 

	[color=ff6600]"Nothing,"[/color] Chloe snapped. She paused for a moment, looking at Jim. She couldn't help but wonder if they had drug testing kits, but she wasn't about to ask for one. It'd ruin the little trust Newnan had placed in her. Her best bet would be to ride out the effects and attempt to hide the eventual detox. If she could do it in prison, she was confident she'd more or less get away with it here. [color=ff6600]"Come on. Let's get this shit over with,"[/color] she grumbled, motioning for Ravi to follow her to the gate where the others were waiting.