Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-26187100-20150507121615/@comment-24849899-20150511203418

As Rikter approaches the Hotel room, there door was opened, seemed like it was kicked inward.

The room was completely trashed, and a trail of blood led into the center where the living room coffee table was. ''Hanging from the lighting was a rope that had someone already dead dangling back and forth, it was a Kikimora. ''

''Spray paint was all over the place, all in red and black. ''

There were messages like...

We know where you go.

We know where you live.

CHILD RAPIST/KILLER!!

Humanities enemy!

TRAITOR!!

Child Molestor!

He brings death!

Don't fuck with the Resistance!

Mess with the best, DIE like the rest!