[He recognized her from behind and his breath caught in his throat. That wasn't fair. He wanted to see his friends here, but he also didn't, this place sucked. But friends that were dead? Friends that had died in part thanks to his stupid complacency and misplaced sense of humor? He'd almost rather face the wendigos again.
Except she'd been the wendigo he'd faced last. The one that had grabbed him and thrown him, the one he'd watched kill Sam and he'd killed in return by blowing them all up.
God, he should just turn around and go, he really really should.
He moved to the glowing globe and looked in, it seemed like something was supposed to be there in the middle of the light, but it was empty, just filled with more light but swirling like it was trying to make room for whatever it was missing.]
This place is weird. Been here around a month and it's still...you know. [He shrugged. He didn't know if he could look at her.
After a moment, he worked up his nerve and tried to anyway.]
Hope
Except she'd been the wendigo he'd faced last. The one that had grabbed him and thrown him, the one he'd watched kill Sam and he'd killed in return by blowing them all up.
God, he should just turn around and go, he really really should.
He moved to the glowing globe and looked in, it seemed like something was supposed to be there in the middle of the light, but it was empty, just filled with more light but swirling like it was trying to make room for whatever it was missing.]
This place is weird. Been here around a month and it's still...you know. [He shrugged. He didn't know if he could look at her.
After a moment, he worked up his nerve and tried to anyway.]