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[ Since his arrival, Sam hasn't really made a post to the network. He's been feeling like literal Hell, and there's only so much time during the day he feels up for even talking to people, much less making very public posts asking for information.

It goes against his training, honestly, but there isn't much choice on his part. He fiddles with the communicator for a minute before finally thinking 'screw it' and turning it on.
]

Hey. [ The most eloquent of openings. It doesn't help that he looks a little ragged, and he coughs for a second to try to clear his throat. ] Haven't had a chance to meet everyone yet, but we'll get to that later. Right now, I wanted to know if anyone has been keeping any kind of records on this place.

[ He's hoping for someone who has been meticulous with the notes, but he isn't raising the bar too high. Any info is better than none, and while Dean has been there for a while Sam still wants to see what the others have to say, what their experiences have been. ]

If you wouldn't mind sharing, give me a ring. We can meet up somewhere, compare notes. I'd like to get a better grasp on what's been going down around here.

[ Like that whole sea monster business. He may have been passed out for the majority of it, but it's not exactly something that's easily kept quiet, you know.

Now his request is finished, he hesitates. He knows there are people there he'd like to see - Ellen and Jo pop up in his mind - so in a way, this is announcing his presence so they can get in contact. Getting a feel for the others trapped wouldn't go amiss, either, so this post has several valid reasons for being made. It has nothing to do at all with the fact he could be going a little stir crazy...

Okay, there's that to factor in, too. Clearing his throat again, he fumbles for a way to end the post. He'll just end it on a sharp nod.
] Thanks. [ He cuts off the video. Now all he has to do is see what kind of response he'll get, and he'll go from there. ]
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[ The feed turns on to display a particularly worried-looking blonde woman, frowning more like an annoyed mother than anything. ]

You know, I'm getting major All Hell Breaks Loose flashbacks right now. Waking up in a creepy abandoned town with a bunch of people I presumably don't know? Yeah. I have a feeling this won't end well. I mean, unless the Winchesters are here by some off chance. And then...

Well, honestly, things might end worse. As much as I love them — [ she sighs wistfully, smiling to herself at the thought of her boys, then quickly returns to a slightly more concerned expression ] — they aren't exactly the best good luck charms. Even when they had a good luck charm.

[ She leans in closer, holding her hand at the side of her mouth, lowering her voice as if she's admitting a secret, though she looks particularly excited to be sharing this not-so-secret. ]

One of my favorites, by the way, Bad Day at Black Rock.

[ And then the big thing occurs to her and she frowns again. ]

I just hope there aren't demons involved. Sam didn't exactly let me keep the demon slaying knife as a souvenir for ganking my first black-eyed SOB. All he gave me was a big fat annulment and a broken heart...

[ She sighs, resigned. Nothing she can do about that now, and there's not really any point in making a big deal out of her predicament here. It's not like she has anyone back home who will miss her. Except maybe her Twitter followers. But even then... She shrugs, then offers something resembling a smile. ]

Well, at least I still have my journal. Maybe now I can get to work on that fanfic I've been meaning to write...

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