[... It sounds cooler in Japanese, probably. He heads over to the door as a starting place and the vague light of the blowtorch catches some interesting shadows. His entire body language tenses up in the dim light.]
[He presses his hand to the door, feeling to confirm what he thought he was seeing.]
... someone tried to claw their way out of here.
[At least, that's his assumption. It's a bit of a jump, sure, but- He traces his palm over the expanse of the door. They seemed to be human. Was is someone short or someone tall? Were there enough to assume one person made them or multiple?]
[He leans in a bit close, carefully moving the blowtorch light. Was there blood?]
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[... It sounds cooler in Japanese, probably. He heads over to the door as a starting place and the vague light of the blowtorch catches some interesting shadows. His entire body language tenses up in the dim light.]
[He presses his hand to the door, feeling to confirm what he thought he was seeing.]
... someone tried to claw their way out of here.
[At least, that's his assumption. It's a bit of a jump, sure, but- He traces his palm over the expanse of the door. They seemed to be human. Was is someone short or someone tall? Were there enough to assume one person made them or multiple?]
[He leans in a bit close, carefully moving the blowtorch light. Was there blood?]