Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-13488655-20160817222408/@comment-13488655-20161115142344

"... Looks like they're going to search the cell block we were in." Flint whispered to his auntie as he walked behind her, hiding in the shadows as about thirty armed prisoners, some even holding what looked like crazed or extreamly drugged individuals, tossing them in the building like they were hunting dogs.

"... This could be our big chance to try to get to Deathlock! Which building is he in?"