Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-31749612-20170528192558/@comment-28718853-20170620013546

Hunter is startled by the voice, but he shakes it off. He takes the crossbow, the vial, and the spyglass. He grabs for the top of the bed and pulls it down with a booming THUMP that could be heard upstairs. The sheets were torn and covered in soot. The blanket wasn't torn at all, same with the pillow, so Hunter used them to arrange the bed as best as he could.

When he finishes, he steps back and looks over his work. "This room could make a good shelter for us from the dangers outside, the bed only seems to fit one person though, so We'll have to take turns," he mutters as he looks toward the door and thinks, "Hope the others are alright."