Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-5583506-20150708222546/@comment-25038310-20150716162057

Scav rose, and headed to his room, going up the stairs. Trusty room number 13. He didn't say anything, surprisingly silent.

He didn't look traumatized - just worried, or maybe even frightened. He constantly glanced to the left of him, although nothing or noone seemed to be there. He hurried up the stairs, and slammed the door upstairs shut as soon as he had entered it.