Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-32974051-20170318215009/@comment-28856385-20170319225654

Michael was still under his own bed, however the bedroom he was in looked like it was preparing for the attack that he, unknowingly, won't happen. Around his eyes had destroyed blood vessels from crying so much. He wished he could've tried to stop the evil human but his consciousness betrayed him. Italias... He hadn't tried making contact to who he hoped was alive. He was just too scared to leave his bed.