Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-26854056-20170213235458/@comment-28412230-20170224202227

''"No, no, no no no..." the older man backed away as he cupped his hands inside his face, sinking into the couch, rising guilt, fear, and despair was his only emotions playing the man now.''

The burnette quickly rammed himself against the door, which practically flew off of it's hinges; the sight - however - was horrifying.

Alice was sprawled on the floor with a wine bottle loosely holding on to her calloused hand, her skin completely motionless, her eyes entirely void of life.

She has died.