Andy Gallagher is not the droid you're looking for (brain_ninja) wrote in mirage_rpg, @ 2008-10-30 22:33:00 |
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Entry tags: | andy gallagher, arrival, complete, day 20, sam winchester |
DAY TWENTY
Who: Andy and Sam
What: Andy Gallagher arrives on The Planet
When: Day 20, mid-afternoon
Where: Garden
Rating: TBD but it'll be dependent on language, likely.
Status Complete
Somewhere between "demons" and Sam's thinking aloud as he paced the room, Andy had grown tired. Wherever the hell he was, it must've been a long trip, because he was completely exhausted. Then again, he supposed the scare of being almost clobbered with a two-by-four by a guy who probably made most men look ridiculously small in comparison coupled with the what-the-fuckery of it all probably didn't help his situation an awful lot.
He crossed his arms on the dusty wooden table in front of himself and laid his head down. Surely, the others wouldn't mind too much if he took a nap. It wasn't like any of them were going anywhere anytime soon. At least, not as far as he knew. He sure as hell wasn't, anyway; the last one who tried to leave -- Lily, he thought her name was -- wound up hung by a noose from a freakin' clock tower. Forget frigging Frontier Land, this was like being in a horror movie that Andy wanted very badly out of...as soon as physically possible. Besides, Sam had laid salt lines and it would seem that being inside them was the only way to stay safe. So, yeah, he wasn't going anywhere and doubted if they were, either.
Before he knew it, Andy had drifted off.
He woke with a start, complete with a loud sniff and a gasp. The feeling he'd had when he woke up in Cold Oak was the same feeling he had now. He didn't even need to look around to know that something wasn't right and he wasn't, as they say, in Kansas, anymore. The fear settled deep into his belly immediately, but when Andy sat up and looked around, he was confused.
The greenest grass and leaves Andy had probably ever seen were decorated liberally with some of the brightest colored flowers. Their sweet smell wafted lazily through the air. A...garden? Yeah, a giant freakin' garden. What the hell?
"Jesus, not again..." he muttered to himself as he stood and looked around.
It was quiet. Too quiet, actually. He couldn't even really hear any birds chirping, which, you know...that was a little weird, right? Normally, the quiet was nice, but in this case, he could make an exception. Twice in one day falling asleep in one place and waking up in another? Really?
The sun shined brightly above him and it was a little hot. Slipping off his hoodie, Andy scratched the back of his head. "What the hell...?" he asked, looking around in the other direction. "Where...am I?"