[The video starts shaky, camera trembling and rattling around on a blurry picture of the city in Darkness. The only sound is a background of harsh, unsteady breathing that sounds like crying, punctuated with hitching almost-sobs and hiccups. The stars, a rusted trash can, a shot of the ground before the camera sweeps over something horrible- Dean Winchester's face, bloodless with empty, dead eyes. The camera catches a glimpse of horrible injuries and a shocking amount of red before it turns around to Mary's face.
She's a complete wreck: eyes red and puffy, cheeks streaked with tears and an ugly amount of blood in finger-shaped streaks. Still crying, she holds the NV out in one violently shaking hand (not even bothering to try and steady her NV) and drags one hand, red with blood, over her face before realizing and wiping her face off with one bare forearm. Bare, in this weather, though she doesn't seem to feel the cold.]
Michael. [This was obviously meant to be a private message.] They come back, right? The people who die here.
[Her jaw sets and she gets that look in her eye- the slightly wild about to do something really, really stupid look.]
Tell me they come back. Please.
[ OOC: if you reply to this, you can fully expect to get threadjacked by
failedparenting. John is here in person with Mary, and is witnessing a lot of her conversations. ]