Comments | twilightzonerpg: [open] Oh, I'm never gonna be the same again

imnot_likeyou in twilightzonerpg

[open] Oh, I'm never gonna be the same again

Nov 08, 2010 13:49

Who: Sam Winchester and OPEN
What: Arrival shenanigans
When: Day 42
Where: Town Square

( Now I've seen the way it's got to end / sweet dream, sweet dream. )

[log]:, {sam winchester}, [day 42], erik

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ingenue_bait November 8 2010, 19:26:46 UTC

Erik had had a very interesting morning.

He had awakened before the television had clicked on again, and watched it with only half his attention engaged. He was thinking about how hungry he was, and how bored. Though not necessarily in that order.

He'd felt something shift within him, after the message from West, but he had no idea what it was. And it wasn't until he passed a mirror--and, being used to wearing a mask he had gotten out of the habit of avoiding them--was surprised by what he saw.

It wasn't him.

That was to say, he recognized himself, but it wasn't quite the face he remembered. And as he thought about it, it shifted back into the grotesque death's head he so hated. Frowning, he thought again. And thought harder. And gradually, the face had changed, morphing into something more or less human ( ... )

imnot_likeyou November 8 2010, 19:30:53 UTC

See, Erik, here's the thing. Sam doesn't remember ever being here before. So either way -- you win!

Sam turned to face him. "Hey." He was quiet for a moment, before turning to look for any signs that would indicate where he was. "Can you help me out? I'm looking for a phone. I have to call my brother."

ingenue_bait November 8 2010, 22:30:53 UTC

"A phone," Erik repeated, as if unfamiliar with the word. Ah, yes. Now he placed it. "There is a telephone on Main Street," he offered. He had heard rumors about it. "I do not think you will find your brother, however. I have heard of no one getting out of Peaksville without their tape being burned, since I got here."

imnot_likeyou November 8 2010, 22:42:33 UTC

"Unless this place is on an island, I doubt that's possible." Everything had an exit. It was what Sam had been raised to believe, after all. But maybe, just maybe Dean was already here. If that was the case they could put their heads together and figure something out from there, but until then, he just needed to find Dean.

"Maybe you've seen him around? His name's Dean Winchester. He's about six one, medium build. He drives a '67 Chevy Impala?"

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