Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-27658559-20170513113006/@comment-27344811-20170513160755

"Martha, have you seen Ennard? It dissapeared after the party..."

Meanwhile, in le basement.

Ennard cursed himself for following that man. He was back to being just a bundle of wires, nolimbs, just his head. He attatched some of his wires to the ceiling and lifted himself up. He splayed out wires and tied them together, making a spider-ish body, minus he abdomen. He skittered up the stairs, but stopped when he saw the door. It wasn't a handle door. It was a doorknob.

He needed an alternative.