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Kevin Tran | 001 | Accidental video
[ Kevin's been working for a few days without sleep on the tablet, so when he wakes up, he figures he must've just passed out from exhaustion. He gets all the way to sitting up before he realizes that he isn't in the bunker.
When the feed switches on, it starts first staring up at the ceiling, while in the background, someone is very clearly laying waste to the bookshelf in their room. Kevin steps into the frame as he swings the shelf he'd ripped out to use as a weapon, and he decides it's acceptable before he sets it down. He has a bunch of papers, and as he puts them into an empty pillowcase, the cuneiform symbols can just be seen for what they are -- that is, ancient and unreadable.
He reaches for his shelf again, and now his face fully comes into frame. He looks like a guy who hasn't slept or eaten real food in a few days, with an added couple layers of complete panic. He has no clue where he is, who might've kidnapped him, what they want to use him for, but beneath the panic there's determination.
He made it this far; he won't let them win now.
Once he realizes the phone is broadcasting, he curses loudly and switches it off.
This plan would probably have gone a lot better if he hadn't been Skyping it. ]
When the feed switches on, it starts first staring up at the ceiling, while in the background, someone is very clearly laying waste to the bookshelf in their room. Kevin steps into the frame as he swings the shelf he'd ripped out to use as a weapon, and he decides it's acceptable before he sets it down. He has a bunch of papers, and as he puts them into an empty pillowcase, the cuneiform symbols can just be seen for what they are -- that is, ancient and unreadable.
He reaches for his shelf again, and now his face fully comes into frame. He looks like a guy who hasn't slept or eaten real food in a few days, with an added couple layers of complete panic. He has no clue where he is, who might've kidnapped him, what they want to use him for, but beneath the panic there's determination.
He made it this far; he won't let them win now.
Once he realizes the phone is broadcasting, he curses loudly and switches it off.
This plan would probably have gone a lot better if he hadn't been Skyping it. ]
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[And believe her, she has every intention of getting to the bottom of all this, despite the fact that she's afraid to look a gift horse in the mouth and rob herself of her second chance.]
For the most part, it just seems to be observational. There hasn't been much interference since I first got here.
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[She may be dead, but she's not a ghost. She's plenty tangible, so that theory goes right out the window. Why do they want her here?
There's nothing significant about her. That's not a disparaging remark against herself, it's just true.]
Maybe it's because of who I know. I had friends here already when I showed up. The Winchesters are a pretty big deal. Maybe they thought I was worth looking at by proxy.
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Yeah, they're good at getting the people around them in trouble.
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[She smiles wryly. Seems like half the people here know Sam and Dean. Makes things easier to explain, at least.]
They do have a knack for it, don't they? But this isn't their fault. They're stuck like the rest of us.
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Yeah, I'm living with them right now. Guess I still am, now. How do you know them?
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[That would imply that they actually slowed down long enough to live somewhere.]
We were friends-- we worked together.
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Yeah. So you're a hunter, like them?
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[She'd grown up watching others live the life, anyway.]
What about you? You a hunter?
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I kind of got pulled into all this, and now I can't get out.
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[She frowns.]
I'm sorry. You never asked for that.