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Sam Winchester ([personal profile] hellunbounded) wrote in [community profile] diademooc 2025-05-18 06:37 pm (UTC)

the blocks

( Sam doesn't do well with the dark - but then again, he doesn't seem to do well with anything these days. The room could be fully lit, secured, and filled with ancient books for him to devour, but Sam would still find a way to be suspicious of it. The dark is a sort of devil he knows, at least.

He's staring at the ceiling, working through his options in his head - maybe he should keep driving, see what other options there are - when something bangs on the door, loudly. Sam's on his feet in an instant, hand at the gun at his hip, but he forces himself to take a breath before he can unclip it. This place is hardly safe, but he doesn't want to start shooting the landlord unprompted.

When he opens the door - just an inch, enough for him to see through, his other hand still resting on his pistol - his eyebrows rise in surprise at who's yelling at him. He lets the door open a tad wider, his hand falling from his weapon, before saying incredulously: )
Rowena?

( There's no time for further questions, because just then, a blood-curdling scream echoes down the hall. Sam grabs Rowena's arm and pulls her into his room without a second thought, then slams the door behind him. )

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