Tyler's eyes opened as quickly as if she was wakened from a nightmare. A dark cloudy sky greeted her. She rolled to her side silently. Trees. Trees all around her. This was Purgatory? Didn't look that scary to her. Slowly she stood, looking around. It was quiet. Too quiet. Where were the sounds of nature? The whisper of the wind through the leaves? The birds singing? The crunching of dirt beneath the paws of the fox or badger?
She raised a hand to wipe her face, when she realized she was looking right through it. There were no hands. She looked down. No feet either. Just a slender shimmering outline. Am I invisible? Missouri had told her she didn't know if she could be seen. Tyler flexed her limbs. They didn't feel any different. She sighed. So. How to find the angel? Perhaps I should find out where the hell I am first.
Huh? She could've sworn she had said that sentence out loud, but for some reason it felt like she was thinking it. Didn't Missouri promise that Castiel would be able to hear her? If her speech was somehow impaired…then this mission would turn out to be a lot more difficult than she expected. A sudden sound of rushing feet found its way to her. She turned to the right.
Someone was coming. Fast. I need to find someplace to hide! Tyler duck behind some bushes and hoped no one would notice her. They might find a shimmering silhouette strange around here. Wherever here was. Four men rushed past the bushes, one in hot pursuit. The four turned to fight and as they opened their mouths and showed their fangs in defiance, Tyler saw them for what they were. Vampires. Vampires! And no more difficult to see than everything else around her. So it was probably a safe bet to say she was the only one not here with body and soul.
"Don't do this, man. It's four to one. You can't win," one of the vampires said to the other one who'd been chasing them. "You belonged to the nest, to my creator. I will hunt down every single one of you," the pursuer said. He whipped out an ugly looking blade. The other vampires encircled him. Tyler had a bad feeling about it and figured she had to get out of there. But for some reason, she stayed rooted. Perhaps it was the sight of one against many, but anger bubbled in her stomach. She had to help him.