May 23, 2007 16:45
She hit the ground hard and tumbled, then lay there and caught her breath for a moment before turning over and using the vehicle that she'd landed next to to pull herself to her feet. The movement nearly made her throw up, but not having anything in her stomach saved her that indignity and she settled for just leaning against the machine, the long sleeves of her ripped and dirty gown swaying in the breeze.
Hey, Sam and Dean, there's a strange woman hanging on your car.