"This looks like the place." Kabuto spoke softly as he pushed open the door of the small building. It would appear to be a safehouse of some kind. He had been told by some random man that he was needed. Normally he would have disregarded it, but to be greeted by full name as well as a bio on his life... well meant that he was definitely under the microscope of someone.
Taking more steps into the small home, he could only see the various bloodstains on the walls and floor. While the coloring was nor large, it was plentyful. Whatever this place used to be, it ended in misery. He would wander around the house, trying to find who had called for him. He had to find what was watching him. After all, to have an all knowing eye behind his back was bad for business.
Taking more steps into the small home, he could only see the various bloodstains on the walls and floor. While the coloring was nor large, it was plentyful. Whatever this place used to be, it ended in misery. He would wander around the house, trying to find who had called for him. He had to find what was watching him. After all, to have an all knowing eye behind his back was bad for business.