Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-29710190-20170405205045/@comment-26989948-20170410215446

Withered GOLD, sleeping in an ancient time-worn room, sleeps. Withered Bonnie, on the other hand, streched up, and searched for a door with his one hand. "Where the heck am I now? Where's Aman-"

He sees Snow in the corner next to him. "Should I wake it up?" Bonnie thought.