Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-30655593-20171215215144/@comment-30655593-20171217025706

''The beast would claw back the metal and begin chasing the Class-D's, heavy footsteps could be heard behind them with more roaring. 1032 would then trip while going around a corner, dropping his pack on the floor. As 5690 ran past 1032 would stagger up to his feet just to be slammed against the wall. His screams echoed throughout the corridor as the creature dug its jaw into his arm and ripped it off with one clean motion and would continue going at 1032.''

Morgan:"5690, grab 1032 pack and make it back to the entrance."