[Day 14] Coward's Wing Showers
Tassadar had found it difficult to move his large form out of bed. The thin mattress had creaked beneath his movements, and without a second thought, the Protoss warrior began making his way towards the showers. His body ached from the canine bites, but he'd experienced far worse at the hands of the Zerg.
He stripped his large form from the yellow jumpsuit he wore, unmindful of the wounds his body had sustained, and continued to move deeper into the shower area. It didn't take long to notice the rather meek atmosphere that hung over the other prisoners in the shower area.
That was hardly a hopeful sensation that he was experiencing, and it only seemed to strengthen his resolve for escaping sooner rather than later. Once hope was erased, then those who ran this prison had truly won.
[Free]
He stripped his large form from the yellow jumpsuit he wore, unmindful of the wounds his body had sustained, and continued to move deeper into the shower area. It didn't take long to notice the rather meek atmosphere that hung over the other prisoners in the shower area.
That was hardly a hopeful sensation that he was experiencing, and it only seemed to strengthen his resolve for escaping sooner rather than later. Once hope was erased, then those who ran this prison had truly won.
[Free]