Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-28920015-20180108000847/@comment-27661770-20180108013429

John tromped upstairs, walking past where the bodies were.

First place she coulda died: Upstairs.

All over the wall there were scribblings. Seems the sane adults had been shot downstairs before they even realized that nayone lived upstairs. Idiots.

And there were Factory bodies rotting away. Clearly not a force to be trifled with.

He had his gun out and finger on the trigger. Fuck trigger control, he was alone right now.