Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-25808351-20191120203148/@comment-30014014-20191217045451

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So he goes, setting himself in the bathroom. Glimmering walls and stainless toilets. A shine, as if no one ever used them. Prad goes inside, finding himself alone. A relieved sigh pours from him as he closes in to the mirror sink.

He closes in, creeping toward the nearest reflection, a grave expression on his face. A grave one. Riddled with...a hint of guilt. He shakes his head, briefly turning fromt he reflection of his ravaged body, still aching with wounds "Even though he was supposed to be gone, we still failed..."

]Did you now?[ A hollow voice, ringing. Not within...

...but without. Prad's face sinks as the bathroom soon begins to creep in darkness...