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ASH CARDALE<br/>
:･ﾟ✧<b><span style="font-family: 'Allura', 'cursive'">abandon all hope who enter here</span> </b>✧･ﾟ:*<br/>
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"i suppose its nice to still have those good memories together. even if she is gone. i wish i had those." she sighed a bit and shrugged "i was avoiding life, honestly. my childhood wasn't really the best after my mom died, dad went batshit. the moment i turned eighteen i joined the army. i married this guy i was with in high school right after we graduated just as an excuse to move out and see my father less. my sister did the same thing. but it wasn't a very good relationship. things just got complicated a year or two after we got married. we never formally divorced i think it was just too hard for the both of us. we each sort of gravitated towards each other when we were teenagers and we were friends before we started dating. so ending it felt so heartbreaking. joining the army was a way to get away from that situation as well. i moved to the states and travelled around constantly. we rarely spoke and admittedly i don't know whether he's alive or dead." she felt bad about that. years away from the man she was supposed to be with for the rest of her life. but love is hard. it isn't like a disney movie. she learned that the hard way. "i'm just hoping to find my sister at the isle. probably a long shot, really, but i just have a feeling she's there, y'know?" <br/>
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a little ways up the road ash spotted a path going into the woods on the right. it was overgrown and untamed but she could see that it used to be a drive way. a mailbox even sat out front which was rotting and rusted. "hey, over there." she pointed out, walking over to it. she slowly walked down the path a little more and came across an old boarded up house. there were caution tape around it and wood on the windows and doors. it looked abandoned even before the apocalypse. "if we can find a way to break in we can take shelter there tonight? the way the path looks leading to the house it seems like no one has used it in a while." ash offered, turning to jacob to get his opinion on the matter.<br/>
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