Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-31595069-20170602072721/@comment-31749612-20170605005750

Whiskey quickly ran to the windowsill, not trusting David for a second.

''He took a deep breath, cracked his knuckles, and climbed onto the windowsill. He then started following where Curt had gone, having to squint since the darkness.''

''David turned around and sloyly walked over to the windowsill, climbed onto it, then started climbing the wall, following Whiskey. ''

Whiskey stopped for a moment and noticed a few soldiers walking into the building and took a deep breath before continuing to climb, making sure to follow Curt.