Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-33528506-20181014210821/@comment-33672197-20181018205335

Rolf heard the shriek and smash, but didn't even react to such noises. Instead, he pressed on, thumping and clanging his feet on the floor, walking towards to the oddly inviting office. Stepping into it's warm light, the wolf was surprised to see that seemingly no one was here, as evidenced by the completely empty and barren desk. Rolf instinctively knew something must've had to have happened in this room, as papers lay scattered about on the floor and the chair was knocked over.

Squinting, the animatronic stepped his way towards a strange item he couldn't quite make out from this far away. He soon realized what it was as he bent to pick up from the ground; It was a pair of smashed glasses. Rolf gazed perplexedly at the broken lenses, wondering who these could've belong to. He assumed the worse.