Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-3293219-20170224150004/@comment-5543592-20170301212447

"You never answered my question." Randall Clark's voice came behind Shiv, as the man appeared out of freaking thin air. Either he'd been standing there a long time, unseen, or had just walked up now.

Randall hadn't minded the howling. It made him feel at home.

Jack had never bothered to move his mattress back inside the president's office, and thus spent the night out in the hall. His hands had been pressed firmly to his ears to keep out the howling.