Summary: A collection of
snippets, depicting possible scenes either never taking place in
front of a camera, or ideas/thoughts/emotions hard to relay via that
media...
Warning: The tense may vary from piece to piece,
as will the length and POV. Spoilers about for each and every
episode so far released in the USA.
Disclaimer: It's been
a very, very good decision to let Mr Kripke have
Winchesterverse instead of me...
COGITATIONS
110: Asylum
by Sade
Lyrate
She ran.
She didn't know, didn't care where just as long as it was away.
Gavin hadn't answered her calls. She could feel someone, something watching her, and all she could think was her need to get the fuck out of this place, as far as fast as possible.
They both knew the stories.
Who didn't?
And, honestly, she'd thought Gavin'd take her to someplace nice and 'normal', not creepy and cold. Okay, ghost-spotting sounded fun, sort of. In the daylight, with friends. During night, in a freaky place, not so much. And she had her limits.
Leaving her in an old, haunted asylum's corridor, alone, was definitely off-limits.
She'd been unsettled ever since they snuck into the place. Then, as the door had closed after the boy, she had felt the creepiness of the place starting to crawl up from the floor to smother her.
She'd decided she would be brave. She wouldn't become the blonde whose only job was to be pretty and die within the first five minutes, screaming her heart out.
That was before she'd caught glimpse of a man with half his face gone.