Dean had the gun pulled and pointed at the voice before he recognized who it belonged to. He stared at the woman, not believing that she was actually there. His eyes dropped to the cellphone then lifted to her face. Was she joking?
"What the fuck? Seriously? I should just shoot you now and get you out of my fucking misery. You hound me all the time, don't--" The hairs on the back of his neck started to rise, and he did not like what might be on the verge of happening. He had an unknown in the game, and he would only begrudgingly save her.
Lois wouldn't get a chance to make that phone call. A misty form swept through the cemetery and pushed her down to the ground. It was intent on smothering her apparently.