net.

Vegas definitely wasn't what I expected.

Oh well. I guess it beats going back to being dead.

Wow. Whoever my Secret Santa is, that bottle of Glenfiddich... just. Wow. Thank you. That was way too generous.

So if anyone needs me tonight, I'll be in my room drinking this 50 year old bottle of Whisky.

I left some early Christmas presents for everyone under the tree. I made you all some Hex Bags. Keep them under your pillow at night and in your pocket during the day.

[Filtered to Castiel]

There's two in your box. One is for Meg. Her's is a little different so I tied it with a tag that has her name on it. It'll help her stay hidden, okay? You've both got boxes with your names under the tree, too, in case you weren't aware.

Ok, peeps... freaking out here.

A few things are occuring to me now.

What if I'm stuck here? Like... permanently? I mean... are movies here the same? Because if I don't get to see the new Star Wars in 2015 I'm gonna be more pissed than when they cancelled The Golden Girls.

Oh yeah... and.... just took my mask off. Not complaining but... why am I all gorgeous again?

But back to the important stuff. LIKE STAR WARS. Seriously. If I miss Episode VII, people are getting stabbed.

[Private to Cas]

Hey Cas, can we talk soon?

[Private to Daryl (AU)]

Haven't heard from you in awhile. You're still here? And you're okay?

[Private to Sam]

Are you still around? Please tell me that you've figure out what the hell is going on with the two Deans. And that you're doing okay.

[Private to Deans, Sam, and Charlie]

Okay, assuming Sam hasn't figured this out, someone needs to make sure that you're both who you say you are. Doesn't have to be me, but can you two just agree to get in a room with at least one of us so we can give the tests and make sure that you're both you?

Hello all, my name is Lt. Abbie Mill from Sleepy Hollow.

I'm not sure if anyone has done this yet, I'm still new myself, but I figured I'd ask.

Could everyone please answer this

Name:
Age:
Where are you from:
Time period or date:
Where you dead:
Has anyone you've known here left:
What were you doing at the time you were sent here:
Any issues or health concerns we all need to be aware about:



I'm just trying to see if a pattern between all of us that were brought here.

[Private to Severus]

Any luck finding a substitute for that potion of yours?


[Private to Sam, Dean, Cas, and Jo]

So we should probably talk about the fact that there's a werewolf in the building.

Should I even ask?

I'm really not liking this whole thing. Last I checked I was in my apartment in Portland. This is definitely not Portland. Somebody want to tell me what's going on here? Hardison? Parker? The radio was a nice touch, but the phone seems a little simple. If this some kind of joke, because it isn't funny.

Cas told me that you both trust Meg enough to consider her an ally. Not trying to start a fight, but I was kinda hoping that you'd be willing to tell me why. More importantly, I want to make sure that everyone in this hotel is safe from her.

I get that I missed a few years, so if you tell me that she's safe, I'm going to trust you on that until she proves otherwise. I can't promise to like it, but I'm willing to trust for now if you say she's okay.

I get that things are weird here, but it's a little difficult to wrap my head around it being 2013 when it was 2006 for me.

Um, I'm glad that I don't have to keep wearing the same clothes that I die in arrived in, but who snuck in my room and filled my closet? Also, how the hell did you know my size? Because that's just kind of creepy.

I never thought that I'd miss my old life and Peter this much. I even miss Mozzie.

So, I'm going to raid the alcohol stash in the kitchen. Anyone want to join me?

Okay everyone.

I'm going to be in the Mandalay Ballroom from about 3-6 tomorrow, Wednesday the 20th.  Anyone who'd like to meet their fellow prisoners can join me there.  I'll be making a list of everyone who comes, what their skills are, that sort of thing.  We don't know what this place has planned for us so it'd be a good idea to get a feel for just who and what we have to work with here.

...Huh. Guess I can cross off blacking out and waking up in Las Vegas off the list. Always figured there'd be more shame and a hangover involved.

Silver lining? No ring, means I managed to avoid the drive thru wedding chapels.

Anyone seen my overgrown brother? Mighta mistaken him for Sasquatch.

[Filtered against Meg]

So I'm not sure who else is out there but it seems as though we've got at least one demon in the hotel. I'm happy to help anyone who wants to ward their room and themselves against them.

Here's hoping I don't sound nuts.