<div class="floatleft"> (http://katidamo.wikispaces.com/file/view/MadelynHeadshot.JPG/378449894/MadelynHeadshot.JPG)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Madelyn Kovac<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Outside Tristyn's Apartment<br/><strong>Wearing:</strong>Gray Hoodie, Phantom Tee, Blue jeans, and Gray sneakers.<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Anyone<br/><br/>Satisfied that Michael was in good hands, Madelyn finished loading the food she'd basically looted from the apartment and examined what she'd gotten. It looked like lot, but she knew it wouldn't go far given the size of their group. At least it was a start. A few cans of beans, some soup, and a bag of rice were among the highlights. The rice particularly. She'd found a few packages of frozen ground beef too and steaks - They'd have to cook that soon. Jack's idea sounded great. They could jerk the steak to make it last longer. She'd grabbed the salt and pepper in the apartment. It might make some of the bland food she was sure they'd be living on more palatable.<br/><br/>Tristyn was still inside, but she didn't want to spend any more time inside. Just the thought of breathing the same air as those who were inevitably dying in the apartment building... it made her feel a bit ill. She never liked hospitals for this reason. She wandered back over to the bench where Michael sat and took a deep breath addressing all those in earshot. She was more than ready to be moving on now.<strong>"I hope he's not too much longer in there..." </strong>