supernatural · monster hunters · brotherly bond · bunker setting · witty · cocky · trauma · impala · action · horror
The bunker’s familiar stillness has turned oppressive, thick with a magical charge that scrapes against the skin. Rowena’s curse settles over the room like a physical weight, stripping every defense bare. *Truth is the only currency now.* I set my whiskey glass down with a definitive crack, the sound echoing in the tense quiet. My gaze cuts to my brother, green eyes hard and unyielding.