Thread:Enddayss/@comment-26863232-20190901224333/@comment-26863232-20190912015559

Cerecho brushes off Coro's hand and sits up. "I'm not dead, don't worry..." he mumbles. Then he looks around, dazed. "What's going o- oh.  Well, it's 'scape time." He staggers to his feet — you notice that his right leg is a peg — and begins ambling towards the door.