Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-28002399-20160429220418/@comment-28542416-20160511205113

By this point, Phil was a little frightened. It was the middle of the night. Who would turn up in the middle of the night? Or worse, who would leave in the middle of the night? He ran back in to his room, only to return in a few seconds with a flickering torch. He walked out, and looked around. Phil noticed that a door was open. He didn't know who's door it was. Phil pointed a torch towards the room, and once again called out. Nothing. He wondered if he should go in or not. He stood in the hallway for a minute.