Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-29524970-20160808030602/@comment-24376783-20160808045608

After time; so much time, the door slowly creaked open, revealing not a person, but instead a room of plastic and light. Plastic draped the walls and clouded the ceiling. The floor too was covered in this foggy material. A table in the middle; one covered in the same plastic, but also blood. The red oozed over the sides and dripped onto the plastic-covered floor. There were matte black trash bags, heavy duty ones, on the floor. They were full and contorted with large pieces of something. The room was also empty of a whole person; the one that the figure should have been expecting to see.