Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-38248322-20190219181340/@comment-38248322-20190223002504

''Out of the mud, Paul makes his way through the plains, tired as he is. Eventually coming upon the bunker, he hunkers down ro take a breather. But luck wpuld rear its ugly head as the Dorome, Isabella, driven to get Paul after that shot, started banging on the bunker door.''