Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-26380985-20180304171337/@comment-31749612-20180306211920

"Hmm..." ''The figure thought to himself, pulling out a needle and checking it. He then covered the point and put it away. He was going to have to infiltrate the hospital, somehow. He hid behind a tree, and changed his clothing into more casual clothes. He hid his military clothing in a bag, which he buried in the ground.

He then ripped his clothes a bit, messed up his hair, made it look like he was in a struggle. He then pulled out his knife and cut his arm, which started bleeding heavily.

He winced in pain, and almost let out a loud growl of pain, but kept quiet. He then hid his knife and stumbled toward the entrance, holding his wound with his other arm to stop it from bleeding heavily.'' "Help! Please! I need a doctor! Augh, help!" He yelled, continuing toward the exit.