on the 1st day [video]

[paterelohim]

[The video starts with a confused series of clicks and shuffling noises, fumbling and images zooming by too fast to decipher. Then Chuck's face comes into view, pale and extremely stressed, looking a little green. For some reason, he's lying stomach-down in an alley.]

Oh god. What the hell is this- hello? Hello? Is this thing o-

[-His eyes widen

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[gunshooting]

[... Laughter--

--the laughter of a Winchester.]

Oh, this is just too good.

[paterelohim]

[He's clearly torn between passionate loathing and pants-shitting relief, but compromises by throwing up again- and the camera probably catches the bright red in it, but don't worry, Dean, it's just the guy who saved you throwing up blood. Nothing to see here.]

Dean, what the hell's going on?

[gunshooting]

I'd love to know that myself. Scientists or some bullshit.

- Hey. Why're you puking blood?

[paterelohim]

[Because he just had the divinity sucked out of him like someone hacking out all of his internal organs with a rusty switchblade and his insides are on fire in ways that a limited human mind couldn't possibly understand?] How the hell should I know?! I feel like I'm goddamn dying and there's no one around. Or I don't think there's anyone around. Every time I try getting up I get the spins. But nobody's come and shanked me or tried to turn me into a zombie, so I figure I must be alone.

[gunshooting]

[It's okay, GodChuck--Dean has a Led Zepplin CD, shotgun shells and directions to the hospital. Everything's going to be just peachy.]

You're alone 'cause it's fucking cold outside and something weird's going on. I mean, beside the fact that whoever the hell is doing this is doing it at all.

[paterelohim]

....Something weird? [Oh god no no no no no NO.]

[gunshooting]

Yup. Paranoia, people disappearing. Kind of expect it in a shithole like this.

Oh and you already met Hippie Cas. Sam and Gabriel are here too. Now it's one hell of a party, isn't it?

[paterelohim]

Oh yeah, it's awesome. Super. Are you from the weird Croatoan future, too?