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[ About time for him to deal with something supernatural. What's it been now? A month? That's got to be a record.
Dean flips through the pages of the journal, hears the voices and takes a moment to watch the flow of words appearing on the paper. He has no idea what's going on except Lisa's gone and he can't get to Ben. ] Okay. You've got my attention.
Whatever, whoever you are, just tell me what you want and let's get this over with, huh?
[ He slams the journal down. ] C'mon! [ He's in a room, one that's almost similar to Lisa's except the window's gone and the door's shut tight. He can't unlock it, break it, or kick it open. ]
I swear, if you so much as touch a single strand of hair on their head--if you hurt them, I will rip you to shreds. [ He had gone to bed last night at midnight and hours later, had woken up to find himself in an empty bed. That didn't strike him as strange as it was the weekend, and Lisa would usually be up way before him, but when he couldn't find the gun underneath his bed or the spare he kept under the floorboards, he'd looked around and realized what a piss poor imitation of her bedroom this really was. ]
Dean flips through the pages of the journal, hears the voices and takes a moment to watch the flow of words appearing on the paper. He has no idea what's going on except Lisa's gone and he can't get to Ben. ] Okay. You've got my attention.
Whatever, whoever you are, just tell me what you want and let's get this over with, huh?
[ He slams the journal down. ] C'mon! [ He's in a room, one that's almost similar to Lisa's except the window's gone and the door's shut tight. He can't unlock it, break it, or kick it open. ]
I swear, if you so much as touch a single strand of hair on their head--if you hurt them, I will rip you to shreds. [ He had gone to bed last night at midnight and hours later, had woken up to find himself in an empty bed. That didn't strike him as strange as it was the weekend, and Lisa would usually be up way before him, but when he couldn't find the gun underneath his bed or the spare he kept under the floorboards, he'd looked around and realized what a piss poor imitation of her bedroom this really was. ]