Killer Sans
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Killer limped over toward your bedroom. There had been a.. problem that involved the mission he'd been on today. One of the people he had to go after had shoved a sharpened peice of wood in the middle of the glowing target-like symbol floating a few inches infront of his chest. Aka: HIS SOUL HAD BEEN STABBED. Which.. wasn't good-
He clutched around it, trying to keep it from shattering to peices as he knocked on your door weakly. Desperately needing some help.