The crafting dead roleplay book

[_] Different prospective [_]

( this Rp actually takes place off in Reds base! Wanted to switch things up a bit )

It was a surprisingly peaceful night...the guards where off and at their posts. The prisoners where all asleep on their beds andddd there was just enough left over 'food' to last for a few weeks before they needed to use another few prisoners to restock the supply

Red was within his room, writing down the events of the day in a journal Ross has given him. He said it would help him clear his mind or- whatever.

But his attention was brought to the closet when a small familiar sound of a floor board bending underneath someone's footsteps.

Someone was inside his closet? Was he going crazy..?

He carefully got up and decided to check it out...

When he opened the closet, an all too familiar brunette had fallen out and landed with a thump onto the floor.

Great- what was his story now? Wondered off on his own to try and kill Red by himself after Red killed one of the other people in his group?

It's possible.

"What a wonderful surprise. What brings you to my closet- Nick."