Fifth Cut | Clear as Lead | Voice / Locked Action [When Jo awoke, it was first with a hint of cold and then the realization of dark. She tried to move, carefully, because she was still a little confused, and when she found herself able to do so she sat up and rubbed her eyes. It was either very dark or something was wrong. The last thing she could remember was the ground shaking.]
Well. [She took a deep breath, standing and rubbing her eyes again. It smelled like Bobby's house, but it was darker than she liked. Had she died in the earthquake? Did Rabbit bring her to the house? ...Was Rabbit even okay?
If she had died, and if Rabbit had brought her, that meant she was in the panic room. She knew she could pray to Castiel and get an answer or rescue in an instant, but she wanted to know for certain on her own. She moved forward, slowly and carefully, repeatedly opening and closing her eyes as if that might help. If she had died, she had lost something, and that seemed to be her sight. At least she could hear.
She stumbled around the outer circle of the room, finally coming across the door.] They locked me in. Are you kidding?
[She bangs on the door once, letting out a short yell.] Come on! Get me out of here. Castiel?
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Audio network post, afternoon of the 6th ...So, what did I miss after that visit from our arch nemesis?