And William's moment of intuition was correct, as always. Walking down the hall, the doctor recognized the distinctive smell of blood. Nothing strange, especially on this night, but the doctor continued to follow the scent anyway, coming to a stop at the source. M40.
Hmm-ing to himself, William pushed the door open and stepped inside the room before coming to a stop. My.
He almost was unable to hold back an impressed whistle as he surveyed the damage. One man in pieces, clearly not the work of the vicious creatures outside, unless they were capable of tying them to beds. Intestines were scattered, blood smattering almost every surface, flesh scalped... Very creative. William turned his gaze to the second figure in the room, recognizing Fararello almost immediately.
Re: M40 v2.0
And William's moment of intuition was correct, as always. Walking down the hall, the doctor recognized the distinctive smell of blood. Nothing strange, especially on this night, but the doctor continued to follow the scent anyway, coming to a stop at the source. M40.
Hmm-ing to himself, William pushed the door open and stepped inside the room before coming to a stop. My.
He almost was unable to hold back an impressed whistle as he surveyed the damage. One man in pieces, clearly not the work of the vicious creatures outside, unless they were capable of tying them to beds. Intestines were scattered, blood smattering almost every surface, flesh scalped... Very creative. William turned his gaze to the second figure in the room, recognizing Fararello almost immediately.
"Enjoy yourself?"