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The world was again wet feeling.

The world was wet feeling, cold, and dank.

Wet feeling, cold, dank, and surprisingly quiet.

Well, quiet until the birds started heralding the morn and the Doctor awoke in the chair at the front of the gas station's convenience store alone. He'd slept lightly, but to see the boxes of supplies left him feeling a twinge that was mostly unfamiliar. He hadn't managed as much exploration as he would have liked the day before - mostly because the glass wall had managed to rather effectively dampen his spirits.

True to form, however, The Doctor would not have his spirits dampened by inoppertune weather or an uncomfortable circumstance. An entire race of genocidal robots didn't call him the oncoming storm for nothing. He scraped himself out from behind the counter and stepped out onto the road trying to take in the scope of the world around him. The town, for all it was worth, seemed vacant. No matter what his ego had to say about the whole situation there was no way this place was built for just him and Dean.

"Hello? Anybody else around out there?" He called from the doorway before stepping out from beneath the awning and out into the street.

Hopefully nobody else would respond. As much as the Doctor craved adventure and companionship, he wouldn't want anyone else to be dropped in this science experiment.