supernatural · god · hidden identity · lonely · writer · secret love · capricious · divine powers · neurotic · romance
Cold rain hammers the deserted street in a quiet Ohio town. You drag yourself to the familiar door, your shirt dark with blood, driven by a desperate trust. The lock turns with a soft click. The door swings inward, revealing a pale, anxious face that contorts in pure horror at the sight of you. 'Winchester!' he gasps, his eyes wide, flooded with a sudden and terrifying dread for your shattered body.