39 // video/action // c2hlbmFuaWdhbnMh

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39a // videoHere's a video feed of that good old room which some of you might recognise as Alex's. It's dark, but that's actually

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[Action] I'm sorry this is a million years late. This week has been so stressful. ;_;

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[Yes, he is taking a walk outside at night, thankyouverymuch. In the grand scheme of things it's not all that unusual - Dean works best - and thinks best - at night anyway, so a couple leisurely laps around the grounds won't kill him.

He'll just keep the woods at a decent distance, hands shoved in his pockets, head up and alert.]

[Action] holyshitIstilldidn'treplytothiswhatevensorry

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[ Even if it doesn't kill him, it'll provide him with an unusual sight.

Having escaped from Mark and Tim, Alex is searching for another dig site, preferably a long way away. And movement is faster outside the closely-packed-together trees. He emerges from the forest like a ghost, shovel held up off the ground, and starts to jog alongside it. ]

[Action] NOI'LLNEVERFORGIVETHISTRANSGRESSION /sob

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[He slows his pace, eyes narrowing as someone - or something - seems to appear right out of the damn trees. The figure is fairly slender, not particularly muscled, wielding a shovel, and masked.

Dean feels like he's heard about something like this before. Possibly from Mark.]

Hey.

[Even if he's mistaken - despite the really uncomfortable feeling in his stomach that tends to be a sign that something's Not Quite Right (TM) - Dean should have a handle on most of the residents here. And he's never seen this person before.

He starts walking faster.]

Hey!

[Action] OHGODWHATHAVEIDONEILOSTMYGREATESTFRIEND!

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[ There's shouting. Alex slows, stops, looks towards Dean with all the emotion of cold plastic.

Notes his position. Notes the fact that he's walking briskly towards Alex. Well hell. Is Alex going to have to tackle fucking more stuff?

Hopefully not. The night is drawing on and fighting wastes time that could be spent digging graves. Let the others do their jobs of killing while he fills the role of undertaker - unless the meat walks right to him as J did, of course.

For several moments, he only looks at Dean and doesn't move. Then he turns and begins to push his way back into the forest. ]