objects from the end of days
This sort of fell into my head fully-formed a few days ago. Spent a day just looking at it, a day cautiously examining it, and then today just... writing it. If only everything else could be so simple.
Objects from the End of Days
PG-13 future!fic of sorts. Evil!Sam. Of sorts.
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The contents of curse box #3 (DW0809-KZ) are as follows:
#1 WRITTEN NOTE, date & origin unknown (December 2008? See Leavenworth Massacre. See also: Lawrence, Kansas):
#2 VIDEOTAPE circa 2008, transcriber unknown (November 11, Palo Alto disaster? See also: Henriksen, Victor 19??-2008. See also: Winchesters, legend of the):
HENRIKSEN-WINCHESTER #2, FROM ? TO 10:24 AM
Error in recording. Tape begins at 10:17 AM.
HENRIKSEN: [indistinct]and in return, you can tell me something about what your brother was doing in Topeka, or
Denver, or Salt Lake City, or
WINCHESTER: he didn’t, he didn’t do anything.
HENRIKSEN: Funny you should say that, cause we got multiple security tapes and a hundred eye-witness reports
telling us otherwise.
WINCHESTER: Denver says the darndest things.
HENRIKSEN: You’re protecting him. I get it. It’s what you were trained to do, part of daddy’s fucked up little
crusade
WINCHESTER: shut the hell up about our dad
HENRIKSEN: and, hell, maybe everything in St Louis and Milwaukee was just you covering up for him, I don’t know.
What I do know is that little Sammy has been spending the past coupla months doing the kinda shit they
don’t even show in the movies, and you’re facing death row unless you start talking. You understand
what I’m saying? Do you understand?
WINCHESTER: Sure, sure.
HENRIKSEN: Well?
WINCHESTER: Well, how about them Red Sox?
HENRIKSEN: Goddammit, I never thought I’d have to say this, but I’m trying to help you.
WINCHESTER: If you really wanna help, you could scratch my nose. It’s driving me
HENRIKSEN: okay
WINCHESTER: crazy
HENRIKSEN: Topeka, June 3, Sam skins and disembowels three women, all in mid-twenties, using what we can only
assume was his own bare hands cause we sure as hell never found a weapon. Denver, June 29, two men
shot in the head until they don’t have a head, their skeletons dismantled. Salt Lake, July 15, and
we would love to know how he did this one, all the blood drained from her body and used to paint some
seriously freaky shit all over the walls. And these are just three cases from your baby brother’s
rapidly growing file. I could go on and on
WINCHESTER: don’t stop on my account. I love a good monologue. It’s like I’m on CSI.
HENRIKSEN: You are even more of a fucked up sonuvabitch than I thought if you’re okay with what Sam’s being doing
on his summer vacation.
WINCHESTER: Hey, I’m on death row, remember?
HENRIKSEN: You don’t have to be
WINCHESTER: he’s my brother
HENRIKSEN: he’s a psychopath
WINCHESTER: that too.
HENRIKSEN: And that’s it? You’re gonna sell yourself so little Sammy can keep on truckin’?
WINCHESTER: You have no idea
HENRIKSEN: what was that
WINCHESTER: the hell
HENRIKSEN: stay down
WINCHESTER: fuck
End of recording.
#3 PALM TREO 650 CELLULAR PHONE, inbox February-November 2008. (History unknown, files unavailable from database):
11.11.2008 10:53
was that u?
05.15.2008 12:21
no
05.10.2008 03:45
u need to stop this
05.02.2008 23:27
just let me know ur still alive
04.22.2008 13:31
fuck u
03.31.2008 09:02
sam?
03.31.2008 07:30
ur lying
03.31.2008 07:25
when i find u im gonna kill u. and then im gonna kill him 4 bein such an idiot
03.31.2008 07:18
what have u done 2 him?
03.31.2008 06:56
pick up u asshole
03.30.2008 22:07
dont do this. dont trust her
03.16.2008 14:33
made u look
03.02.2008 04:41
yeah ok
03.02.2008 01:19
im not sorry
03.01.2008 16:22
ok. u wanna play it this way fine by me. get ur sorry ass back here so i can roast it on this lovely bonfire. and by bonfire i mean all the shit she’s been feeding u.
03.01.2008 16:14
funny story. i saw that blonde chick from that bar again. suddenly realised where ive seen her b4.
03.01.2008 16:09
im gonna kill u
03.01.2008 16:03
pick up
02.23.2008 13:29
asshole. she better be hot
02.23.2008 12:38
where the fuck r u?
02.23.2008 10:16
where r u?
02.17.2008 23:42
hey stud. blonde @ 3oclock is so checkin u out
02.10.2008 19:55
ur a funny guy xx
02.10.2008 19:06
extra cheese no pineapple
02.07.2008 15:37
so looks like it was grandma after all. c u @ cemetery. byob
#4 CASSETTE TAPES 1-4, circa 19??, origins unknown (see also: projected thermography? Audio telepathy? (Ventriloquism?)):
Cassette tape #1, labelled ‘Led Zeppelin IV’:
#5 PHOTOGRAPH, persons unknown; circa 19??:
Artifacts preserved according to the wishes of Our Lord.
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Objects from the End of Days
PG-13 future!fic of sorts. Evil!Sam. Of sorts.
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The contents of curse box #3 (DW0809-KZ) are as follows:
#1 WRITTEN NOTE, date & origin unknown (December 2008? See Leavenworth Massacre. See also: Lawrence, Kansas):
#2 VIDEOTAPE circa 2008, transcriber unknown (November 11, Palo Alto disaster? See also: Henriksen, Victor 19??-2008. See also: Winchesters, legend of the):
HENRIKSEN-WINCHESTER #2, FROM ? TO 10:24 AM
Error in recording. Tape begins at 10:17 AM.
HENRIKSEN: [indistinct]and in return, you can tell me something about what your brother was doing in Topeka, or
Denver, or Salt Lake City, or
WINCHESTER: he didn’t, he didn’t do anything.
HENRIKSEN: Funny you should say that, cause we got multiple security tapes and a hundred eye-witness reports
telling us otherwise.
WINCHESTER: Denver says the darndest things.
HENRIKSEN: You’re protecting him. I get it. It’s what you were trained to do, part of daddy’s fucked up little
crusade
WINCHESTER: shut the hell up about our dad
HENRIKSEN: and, hell, maybe everything in St Louis and Milwaukee was just you covering up for him, I don’t know.
What I do know is that little Sammy has been spending the past coupla months doing the kinda shit they
don’t even show in the movies, and you’re facing death row unless you start talking. You understand
what I’m saying? Do you understand?
WINCHESTER: Sure, sure.
HENRIKSEN: Well?
WINCHESTER: Well, how about them Red Sox?
HENRIKSEN: Goddammit, I never thought I’d have to say this, but I’m trying to help you.
WINCHESTER: If you really wanna help, you could scratch my nose. It’s driving me
HENRIKSEN: okay
WINCHESTER: crazy
HENRIKSEN: Topeka, June 3, Sam skins and disembowels three women, all in mid-twenties, using what we can only
assume was his own bare hands cause we sure as hell never found a weapon. Denver, June 29, two men
shot in the head until they don’t have a head, their skeletons dismantled. Salt Lake, July 15, and
we would love to know how he did this one, all the blood drained from her body and used to paint some
seriously freaky shit all over the walls. And these are just three cases from your baby brother’s
rapidly growing file. I could go on and on
WINCHESTER: don’t stop on my account. I love a good monologue. It’s like I’m on CSI.
HENRIKSEN: You are even more of a fucked up sonuvabitch than I thought if you’re okay with what Sam’s being doing
on his summer vacation.
WINCHESTER: Hey, I’m on death row, remember?
HENRIKSEN: You don’t have to be
WINCHESTER: he’s my brother
HENRIKSEN: he’s a psychopath
WINCHESTER: that too.
HENRIKSEN: And that’s it? You’re gonna sell yourself so little Sammy can keep on truckin’?
WINCHESTER: You have no idea
HENRIKSEN: what was that
WINCHESTER: the hell
HENRIKSEN: stay down
WINCHESTER: fuck
End of recording.
#3 PALM TREO 650 CELLULAR PHONE, inbox February-November 2008. (History unknown, files unavailable from database):
11.11.2008 10:53
was that u?
05.15.2008 12:21
no
05.10.2008 03:45
u need to stop this
05.02.2008 23:27
just let me know ur still alive
04.22.2008 13:31
fuck u
03.31.2008 09:02
sam?
03.31.2008 07:30
ur lying
03.31.2008 07:25
when i find u im gonna kill u. and then im gonna kill him 4 bein such an idiot
03.31.2008 07:18
what have u done 2 him?
03.31.2008 06:56
pick up u asshole
03.30.2008 22:07
dont do this. dont trust her
03.16.2008 14:33
made u look
03.02.2008 04:41
yeah ok
03.02.2008 01:19
im not sorry
03.01.2008 16:22
ok. u wanna play it this way fine by me. get ur sorry ass back here so i can roast it on this lovely bonfire. and by bonfire i mean all the shit she’s been feeding u.
03.01.2008 16:14
funny story. i saw that blonde chick from that bar again. suddenly realised where ive seen her b4.
03.01.2008 16:09
im gonna kill u
03.01.2008 16:03
pick up
02.23.2008 13:29
asshole. she better be hot
02.23.2008 12:38
where the fuck r u?
02.23.2008 10:16
where r u?
02.17.2008 23:42
hey stud. blonde @ 3oclock is so checkin u out
02.10.2008 19:55
ur a funny guy xx
02.10.2008 19:06
extra cheese no pineapple
02.07.2008 15:37
so looks like it was grandma after all. c u @ cemetery. byob
#4 CASSETTE TAPES 1-4, circa 19??, origins unknown (see also: projected thermography? Audio telepathy? (Ventriloquism?)):
Cassette tape #1, labelled ‘Led Zeppelin IV’:
- Dean, I er, this is real, okay? You’re not going crazy, I, my powers have... I can talk to you through this thing and er, sorry about your tape, I guess, but I need to-
- Don’t turn this off, Dean, please-
- Yeah, er, it’s me again. Sorry, I, it didn’t have to be like this, but I need to talk to you, I need you to listen to me. Sorry. You can still steer, I’m I’m not gonna make you drive where I want you to or anything, I swear I’ll let your hands go as soon as, as soon as. I just need... Look, Dean, I didn’t mean. I didn’t want. For things to happen like this. But you can’t honestly say that if, if I’d made a deal for you, you wouldn’t be doing everything. Anything. So I, er. It’s still me, you know. This is still me. Does that make it worse? Maybe, I guess, but what would I have done if you’d... We’re just too screwed up to do this without each other. I can’t do this without... Look, er, go North, okay? Go to Canada, or, or go down to Mexico or something. Take Bobby and Ellen. Get out of the country before.... Just, just get out, Dean. I’m gonna let you go now, b-
- All this is for you, okay? Whatever you... Whatever you hear. Whatever happens. I’m doing this for you.
#5 PHOTOGRAPH, persons unknown; circa 19??:
Artifacts preserved according to the wishes of Our Lord.
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