[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. (Tinder House)
[b][color=#7E5C65]Skills:[/color][/b] N/A[hr][hr][/center] 

A single line of thought was running through Robert's mind just as desperatly as Robert himself was running; He needed to get away. Now. Even if he'd wanted to know just what the Hell the infernal creature behind him was, and even if he'd been able to actually comprehend its very existence without questioning everything about the world and his own sanity, he'd still want to get as far away as possible from the shadow monster. He didn't want to end up like Zoie just had, like a hot-dog brutalized by a stupidly drunkard in the middle of the night. Too bad Robert was having all the finesse of said drunkard, as he struggled to make good on the distance he wanted to flee. All he managed to do was to get around the corner of a building, just in time to catch the sight of the monster behind him noticing him. 

[color=#7E5C65]"Fuckfuckfuckfuckfuck…"[/color] Robert cursed under his breath, heaving for air with all his might as he tried not to reproduce Adelaide's scream. He didn't blame her, he too would rather not die. For all his talk of being bored of it all, he was by no means ready to die. Robert was about to shout something about them needing to get the fuck out of the monster's way, when he noticed what Mali had thrown. Or more importantly to their current situation, what it was causing to the monster. It was…running away? From the little blue thing? Robert couldn't see what it was, only that it glowed. Robert looked at the monster running away, before he turned around and began making his way back to Adelaide and Mali. [color=#7E5C65]"Zoie's gone, that thing got her! I don't know what the fuck is going on right now in this town, but we can't stay here!"[/color] Robert was not hiding his fright right now as he still clung tightly to his pistol, looking over his shoulder ever so often. He didn't care how much he would get payed for this, he wasn't sticking around to be the dessert of a shadow monster!