Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-5543592-20170222205200/@comment-5543592-20170316230426

(William, Slayer of Tigers (not actually dead though, they're still in the clear))

The elevator played a as Ward was carried up to the third floor.

The doors dinged open. The overseer's desk was right smack dab in the middle of the office, the window overseeing the atrium across from him, and a terminal along with some radio equipment sat on the desk.

The room was also occupied by two men in brown oufits, wearing face-covering gasmasks, and sporting backpacks and shoulder patches with this symbol on them. They turned towards the gunslinger and the music, and quickly unslung their rifles, so they could take aim at him and open fire. Whoever they were, they obviously been given orders to kill any intruders.