[hr][hr][center][h1][b][i][color=#7E5C65]Robert Adler[/color][/i][/b][/h1]
[img]https://i.ibb.co/c8P9h0T/ezgif-com-resize.jpg[/img][hr][b] [color=#7E5C65]Location:[/color][/b] Grimm, Indiana. (Following Zoie)
[b][color=#7E5C65]Skills:[/color][/b] Stamina, Endurance[hr][hr][/center] 

Robert had gone too far to stop once Adelaide shouted after him, whether or not he was within hearing distance or not. He may not have known Zoie or cared much about her well-being in what Robert would call his everyday-life, but out here? Through the haze, specks of blood and gunfire filling the void of his previous existance which now held a terrifying excitement? Yeah, he probably would have run after her in order to make sure that this living person was fine. And so he did, as fast as he could in his day and age, thankful that years of athletics was still paying off to this day. 

Or he would have thanked himself, had it not been for what sight befell his eyes what lay behind that last corner. He got within eyesight of Zoie, about to shout something after her, something about confirming she was okay and/or what was going on. But he did not expect this. His mouth was left hanging down to his chest, his eyes fixated in horror as he watched what the…thing did to Zoie. Was it a monster, a shadow, a figment of his imagination that was running on its last juices after too many years behind the desk? Regardless of what it was, Robert could only watch as Zoie was ripped apart, piece by piece as if she was some old ragdoll played too hard with. 

Robert had seen some grousome sights in his life, especially the few times he'd been pulled to sights of house fires were the bodies were yet to be scooped up by the fine men in white hazmat suits. This? This was on a whole new level of What The Fuck!?. And in a good response to the sight of the shadow monster and Zoie being ripped to pieces, Robert did the only thing he could think of to do. 

He began to ran. 

Faster than he had ever ran in his life, Robert spared no breath or pain in his effort to get the fuck out as quick as he humanly could. If not to save his own skin, he had to warn Adelaide and Mali of the impending danger they all were in. It must have been in his confused horror that he only made it a few feet, finding gravity to be a greater danger to him at the moment as he tripped forward. Falling face first towards the ground, he used all his strenght to catch the fall. He couldn't stop now, not when he was still so close to…It, whatever that was. He had to keep going, keep running. 

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Characters current location: Grimm,Indiana, fleeing from the shadow monster.
Characters attempted actions: Robert's going to get back up and continue his flight from whatever tore Zoie to shreds.
Any and all skills being used: Stamina, Endurance
Why each skill is being called: Stamina in order to run the distance required without getting too winded, and Endurance to push through whatever pain he's having now after having fallen to the ground.
Desired location: Grimm, Indiana, running back to Adelaide and Mali
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