Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-34818102-20180804184245/@comment-31749612-20180819022806

''The man would observe the people in the bar. No longer could he hide under his facade. Now, he was genuinely nervous, because if something went wrong, there were no trees and a hell of a lot more of them to chase. Not only that, there wasn't just zombies, there was a whole bunch of different undead around, which didn't help. He wanted a glass of whisky as soon as possible.''