Dean Pie Supernatural 소설 & 이야기

he asked silently, but there was no answer. Sitting alone in his room, Dean held Chen's iPad. He slowly typed in the last digits of his phone number as the password. The screen unlocked in an instant, revealing an image that left him frozen. It was a familiar scene—an image of Chen’s tattooed arm and his back as he sat on a desolate island beach. The picture was quiet and solitary, carrying an indescribable weight that struck Dean’s heart deeply.

"What the hell happened out there?" Dean closed the first aid kit and pushed it further away on the bed. "I was coming back home from making a deal when I heard voices in the alley you were in. I stayed, eavesdropped a bit because I recognized your voice." His lip tugged slightly. "I knew I would never get anything out of you yourself, willingly. I was curious. Next thing I know, I'm playing hero and saving your life." He spoke with nonchalance and such calmness, like this was not something totally crazy or bizarre. "Wh-"

he went quiet except for the swallow of whiskey. "Draven, the Dean at the school, he's one of them, he's got every camera in the place linked to his office," I said, glancing up at him as the tension in his jaw tightened. "He's the one that tried to unravel the cloaking spell before the alligator, he's a necromancer, and he likes to fuck with other peoples spells." I offered with little explanation.

We have spoken before of "unexpected" and "unexplained" love stories. And we have more this time at the Supernatural Spa. This time, I will be asking my friend, Mab the Hierophant of the Paranormal All-Stars. She'll be sharing two cases that involved her personal friends back in the University that she loves so dear... ++++++++++ Partner No.1: The Only One