Thread:TEOR-MMMM/@comment-35691777-20190420001722/@comment-35455126-20190421200931

Glitch, Marcus and Bryce set up traps as well. Tons.

Cerise was walking over. “Hey guys, how-“

She steps on a pressure plate.

“WAIT, DON-“ Bryce said.

But it was too late. Cerise was hit in the nape by a tranquilizer dart. She falls over.

Glitch sighs. “Great...”