Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-3293219-20160827194211/@comment-24510587-20160827225336

Wilkes pulled his head back outside and turned around. He'd almost been ripped apart by these beasts - he was intent on not having that happen again.

"Five dogs," he whispered to his companions. "Four in the middle of the room, one in the back. Pick your targets, don't waste ammo."