Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-25828117-20160219232209/@comment-17114085-20160309111732

Now able to breath, Reming looked down at the ground. It was far below. Simply jumping down would certainly break his legs, maybe kill him. He looked at his options. Going back wasn't one, because the ceiling there wasn't stable. So instead, he walked around the edge of the roof, trying to spot an open dumpster, a service stairs or a fire escape.