Winded didn't even begin to describe Dean's state as he came upon the 'playground' area, if it could even be called that. He paused to take a breath, setting his free hand on his bent knee and his eyes on the device he was still clutching with the other. His thumb began typing out a message to some girl on the forum just before the sound of a swingset in the distance distracted him. Glancing up, he noticed the creepy girls swinging mechanically, and he froze.
Without looking, he hastily finished his message, eyes still stuck on the 'girls' until a different sound caught his attention, pulling his gaze around the rest of the playground. Carefully, his feet started moving towards it, finally replacing his device in his pocket and pulling out the iron bar he had looped to his jeans.
It wasn't long before he saw it, the darkened figure huddled beneath the slide, which he immediately recognized as his ex girlfriend. At least, what used to be. Now, there was something else in there, causing only a slight hesitation before Dean quietly trudged forward.
"Hey," the single word was sharp, but muted, so as to hopefully not disturb the wannabe children. There was more he wanted to say, some kind of threat, but something stopped him. Her dishevelled state, perhaps. It didn't look like the same thing that he was just chatting with on the phone.