[hr][hr][center][h1][b][i][color=#7E5C65]Robert Adler[/color][/i][/b][/h1]
[img]https://i.ibb.co/Srk1PS6/ezgif-1-45618533b413.gif[/img][hr][b] [color=#7E5C65]Location:[/color][/b] DTB Fade Between
[b][color=#7E5C65]Skills:[/color][/b] Deduction (Person), Stamina (Mental)[hr][hr][/center] 

Even for his 4th Wall Breaking of telling himself to wake up, the scenery around Robert persisted, much to his annoyance. This was great, just great, now he couldn't wake up from what was fast becoming an all too real nightmare. While he didn't hurt or anything, he couldn't shake off the awful feeling that this was real indeed. Now he had no way of proving it, except getting himself killed in this nightmare or whatever people did to force themselves awake. Robert did have a gun, but even in his dreams he had never been comfortable about…you know, doing it. 

Though two events in quick succession made this possible to be a dream; First was Mr. Gonzalez's incredible feat of strength, as he sprung onto his feet from being crushed under the pile of rubble. Then again, if anyone had looked like they could do that, it was Caesar. Robert looked at him for a moment, puzzled at his feat of strength but glad to see a somewhat familiar face. Perhaps. It was better than the shadow monster. [color=#7E5C65]"Mr…Gonzalez, was it?...God damnit, this is real, isn't it?"[/color]

The second event didn't help in the fusterclut that they were all stuck in. All four of them, five with the arrival of the lady all dressed up like she was attending one of those "CON's" kids were hyped about those days…with a wolf, the size of a small horse. Yeah, this was happening. Robert looked at her with wide eyes, no witty or sarcastic comments to throw at her as the normal-looking lady asked her some well-placed questions. Would she answer, or just call Caesar a smelling fist-fighter, before killing them? Nothing about her told Robert overtly that she was a danger to them. Then again, the horse-sized wolf was scary enough in itself. Robert scratched his head slowly, still holding his gun at his side. [color=#7E5C65]"What the blond girl asked, and another one; How the Hell did we get here? Did Gandalf put us here or something? 'Cause I'm starting to get real tired of all this shit happening…ma'am."[/color]