Talia readjusts the heavy sniper rifle on her back and walks the perimeter of the fence once. She sighs in disgust of the rotten flesh smile the walkers around the fence were producing. Taking the dagger from her thigh Talia slides the blade through the forehead of random walker. She squints and looks beyond the fence to the horizon for another human being, since it had been weeks since she's seen an actual person. When she sees nothing she continues her patrol around the fence.