Board Thread:RolePlay/@comment-44344165-20191201012749/@comment-174.6.16.240-20191201155526

Gen walked through the feilds. It was getting dark out, but Gen didn't want to go back to the house. She knew she'd have to, though. She sighed, and turned back around, jogging back to her house. When she got beneath her window, the first thing she notice was that there was no rose trellis. And when she craned her head up to her window, she could see it was locked. Panic slowly rose up from her stomach as she ran around the house to all the doors. Locked. Every single one. She stopped once she got back to were the trellis used to  be, panting.

She heard the rustle of something brushing against a bush and wirled around as three back figures closed in around her.

((bye, i have to charge the computer))

-Chloe