( Cut for gore.... )

[Swearing in Romanian about some insane whoreson who was going to end up on a pole]

[fumbly picture of black-red blood smeared across a hallway wall; brief flash of the kitchen door]

[filters cut on]

[Friends] I require assistance...near the kitchens. I was attacked and I cannot get...all the wood slivers out. It keeps healing over. I think I require ( Read more... )