30 || Knowledge
*Someone got out of his restraints. And someone decided to use their injuries to create art. The interior of Tim's room is now splattered with blood and gore, the bed torn into pieces, the shackles hanging from the ceiling. On the wall directly across from the door is painted:
/p|0 \@!; b; |l@s;
[totheark]
In blood that's slowly dripping down the wall obscuring the smaller scribblings beneath it.*
3;|x !;
/!)3; w@+ p\; ^|!;+|
((OOC: This is mostly just FYI for the doctors. Diogenes has already found it.))
/p|0 \@!; b; |l@s;
[totheark]
In blood that's slowly dripping down the wall obscuring the smaller scribblings beneath it.*
3;|x !;
/!)3; w@+ p\; ^|!;+|
((OOC: This is mostly just FYI for the doctors. Diogenes has already found it.))