Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-28920015-20180108000847/@comment-27661770-20180108024128

John blinks.

"..."

He narrows his eyes.

"So this orninglight is following the Tree?"

Huh.

Weird.

He shuddered and walked downstairs, before- in curiosity- moving the wall-like door.

...

Nobody.

Good.

He ran out to the wheelbarrow.