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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 looked out as everyone else did so. What she saw gave her a sinking feeling in her stomach. Not only were walkers around, clamboring in their trash, but a giant horde was being attracted by the noise and was now heading their way. [color=D9E0F9]"Shit!"[/color] She said in a 'loud enough to be heard' whisper. They had to get out of there now. The house could give them some protection, but there was no guarantee. And they didn't have enough weaponry to be able to take down a horde.

Ash immediately entered leader mode, and it was kind of intimidating. However, Tiffany took her task to heart. First, she made sure Niesha was awake, telling the girl about the upcoming horde and having her grab the supplies. Tiffany took hold of as many bags as she could swing over her arms (about four bags/totes). She then hustled outside along with everyone else. The car Jack and her found to get them here would not be a suitable transportation method, so she was thankful to see people making their way to the Hordebuster.

She jumped on just about the same time the Hordebuster was being started and ready to get moving. She set the bags down and took a seat, bracing herself for immediate evacuation. Where would they go? Would they go find the others? Would the horde follow them if they did? These questions bothered her, but she allowed Ash to determine the best course of action. As long as they were not there to meet the horde, she would be happy.