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Dean Winchester (hellsboy) wrote in vas_captio_rpg,
@ 2009-04-13 15:55:00

Current mood:	groggy
Entry tags:	!complete, day 04, dean winchester, location: carnival, open, sam winchester, shannon rutherford

Day Four
Who: Dean Winchester & OTA
What: Day Four, beginning to realize...
When: Just after dawn
Where: Edge of the forest, nearest landmark: Carnival
Rating: R (always with the language)
Status: Complete

Dean had been walking for what felt like forever. His feet actually ached and his clothing was torn in various places from brambles, errant tree branches and who knew what else. He wasn't sure when he'd started walking but his eyes were slowly becoming accustomed to the light creeping across the treetops above him. It was still somewhat dark down there between the dense trees but he could see something ahead of him. A great, gleaming circle rising up into the air through the foliage.

Frowning, Dean ran a hand through his hair and a few dried and rustling leaves fluttered to the ground around him. He was all but trudging, dragging his feet at this point. It occurred to him with sudden clarity that he had no idea where he was or why he was there. He felt like he was trying to pull himself out of a long and sticky sleep that wanted to keep him buried in some fog of numbness. Something about that wasn't right and he knew it but his head was fuzzy. So damned fuzzy. He became aware of the fact that his stomach felt nauseated the further he slid forward on lazy feet. Perhaps whatever was up ahead had water somewhere inside. Or maybe there were people.

No. Not maybe. Somehow he knew there would be people somewhere. He didn't know how but that seemed stamped as a fact directly on his sluggish brain. He groaned as he stepped from the edge of the forest into a clearing filled with colorful booths and sunlight. The sun seemed to burn into his mind and he closed his eyes, rubbing them. "What the hell is going on?"

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hellsboy
2009-04-13 10:55 pm UTC (link)

Dean glanced around, his eyes beginning to become more accustomed to the light even though his brain was taking a lot longer to clear up. He wasn't sure if the churning sound was an illusion in his ears due to his muddled mind or if there were water rides in this place too. He didn't think he liked the idea of either option really.

"Across the street?" he asked under his breath. That sounded funny to him considering the rides and booths he was surrounded by. "Across town..." he said a little louder. "Where the hell am I?" he grumbled and closed his eyes again.

She was still apparently wary of him and that amused him. He chuckled softly as she crept closer because he was pretty sure he could hear her doing it even though he couldn't see her until he opened his eyes. And even then he could only see the edge of her skirt peeking from behind a tea cup.

"Which one am I? What do you mean?" he answered her question with another. He chuckled and then groaned again, gingerly rubbing a sore spot on his bicep. A slow, burning sensation was creeping across his skin beneath the sleeve of his shirt but he was preoccupied by the fact that he wasn't sure where he was or what was happening around him.

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