♠ 014 - They've come to take our lives away. ♠
There were no stars in the sky last night...
[shrugs a duffel over his shoulder, packed full of weaponry and a notebook, a ballpoint pen tucked into his jeans in case he finds something noteworthy, along with a Beretta he'd found at a local shop pressing into his lower back]
This feels like the old days, going out on a hunt. [sighs softly as he tugs on his shoes] I really wish Dean was here.
Maybe I'll find some answers behind that wall that popped up overnight.
[shrugs a duffel over his shoulder, packed full of weaponry and a notebook, a ballpoint pen tucked into his jeans in case he finds something noteworthy, along with a Beretta he'd found at a local shop pressing into his lower back]
This feels like the old days, going out on a hunt. [sighs softly as he tugs on his shoes] I really wish Dean was here.
Maybe I'll find some answers behind that wall that popped up overnight.