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[center][h1][color=D9E0F9]Tiffany Lyle[/color][/h1]
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[color=D9E0F9][b]Location[/b][/color]: Arnco Mills
[color=D9E0F9][b]Skills[/b][/color]: N/A[/center]
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Tiffany was just about to enter yet another dream before she felt something smack her in the head. She woke up with a startle, glancing around her as the others stood. Riley caught her up on the happenings, but she would remember her throwing trash at her. Tiffany stood up quietly and reached for the gun Riley gave her.

She moved closer to them. [color=D9E0F9]"It could just be the wildlife. We shouldn't go out with guns blazing. Perhaps only two go and the rest stay behind, just in case?"[/color] She whispered/suggested. Of course, this was Ash's show, and he had the calls. It seemed to her that this could be nothing more than a raccoon or something else picking through the trash. But then again, how often was it that they saw wildlife? If it was Walkers, they had to take care of them.

And then again, it could be something else.