Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-31595069-20170602072721/@comment-31749612-20170604064056

Whiskey let out a sigh of relief... "Thanks!" He said aloud, rather happily.

''Though, this moment of relief was short lived as Whiskey would feel the soldiers boot start to slip... He looked down at the soldier, who stared back at him... Knowing exactly what was about to happen.''

Whiskey put out his other hand, and the soldier started to push the upper half of his body upward, so he could get in a close enough reach to grab Whiskey's hand.

''Whiskey started to feel sick as the soldiers hand got closer to his... That's when it happened, the boot was pulled off...''

''His eyes went wide as he expected the soldier to fall... But he felt a firm slap on his hand, followed by a tight grip as the soldier managed to grab his hand. They stared at each other for a moment, the soldier continued to freak out.''

They were eventually pulled up and Whiskey sat the soldier against a wall.

That's when he saw it... An all too familiar face... "David?" He asked as David lowered his hood, hands shaking, eyes filled with nothing but fear.