Claire Novak disappears, one night in September, from a quiet suburb in Pontiac, Illinois. It’s a case that baffles the detectives as much as it terrifies the community, spreads unease and fear. “Who would do something like that?” people ask among themselves, and the “someone should’ve kept a closer eye on her” goes unsaid.
But they do agree-quietly
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Also, funny story, but I've whiled away more than one church service thinking, man, this would be so much less boring if Castiel was here. :| As for the static thing, I LOVED seeing it on SPN, the electric whine, the popping lights, all the electronic fuckery that happens. Although angels can apparently use cell phones just fine?
Ngl, the last line kind of made me D: too.
That poem is absolutely lovely. *__*
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maybe because of analog vs digital? or it takes an immense amount of self-control?
I'm just guessing.
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"*hic*"
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Aaaand now I'm quoting Stonehenge Apocalypse.
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Ahaha, and the salespeople will be like, HOW IS THIS MUCH EQUIPMENT FAILURE NORMAL?
Thank you! You're awesome.
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