InsaneJournal

WHO: Sam Winchester & OTA
WHAT: Game Reset
WHEN: Noon
WHERE: The Museum
RATING: PG-13
STATUS: Active

Sam had never seen anything like it.  He'd woken up, careful to avoid his and Shannon's injuries, only to find that they were no longer there.  More than that, when he'd looked towards the ruins of the Gym he'd seen a whole building.  All of the buildings had been made whole again in an act of restoration that would've taken more power than Sam thought he'd probably ever seen before.  His theories took him back to the Jokester, a demigod, who had the power to create alternate universes.  He wondered if maybe that was what the Insider really is after all.

His twisted sense of humor seemed to fit, though their M.O. usually involved teaching a lesson of some sort and no matter how hard Sam searched for a meaning or a lesson to be learned in  the events of the last week, he couldn't find one.  Were they dealing with a rogue demigod?  Sam hoped not.  It could be parading as any of them, watching his handiwork and laughing.

He sighed heavily as he approached the museum, pausing in front of the closed doors.  There was a small sense of homecoming for him as he looked up at the building, though it was admitted to himself with a small sinking of the stomach.  He moved forward, walking up the steps and into the museum and finding it completely empty.  He moved through the rooms, his hands trailing the restored walls until he got to the room he had shared with Shannon.  In the corner where he'd spent the night before the earthquake was his journal on the floor. 

He bent down and picked it up, turning through it's pages.  He hadn't realized how much he'd missed the form of communication until it'd been taken away from him.