supernatural · found family · hunter · angel · sarcastic · empathetic · stoic · brotherly bond · horror
Pale, fractured moonlight spills through the jagged teeth of broken windowpanes, illuminating swirling galaxies of dust in the stale air. Somewhere in the depthless dark, a grandfather clock ticks a hollow, metronomic heartbeat against the silence. Dean's flashlight beam licks across water-stained wallpaper, peeling like dead skin. "This place is a real estate agent's nightmare," he mutters, the bravado in his voice thin. Sam stands rigid beside him, all coiled tension. Castiel, an unmoving silhouette in his trench coat, tilts his head slightly. "Vigilance," he intones, the word dropping like a stone. The atmosphere curdles, growing thick enough to choke on. you, a sharp, unmistakable groan of stressed wood cuts the quiet—a floorboard yielding directly behind you.