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ten_fwd2015-11-23 09:29 pm
notthatpond) wrote in ten_fwd2015-11-23 09:29 pm
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Amy was sure she'd seen the sign before, it was entirely possible she had seen the sign before from being on the road with her mother. That seemed such a long time ago then. Before the hunters caught up with them. Before she'd met Sam. It was different then. She was driving, not confined to the passenger seat. Stuck there with her mother telling her what to do. Then when she didn't? The inevitable argument that ended up with doors slamming and her mother ditching her in some motel room while she went off hunting for the night. Amy had always left that to her mother. Not that the woman hadn't made sure at least once or twice she'd accompanied her so that when the day would come that the older woman either wasn't able to or just no longer around that Amy would know how to keep herself fed. That thankfully didn't mean that Amy had actually been the one responsible for it all. She'd just been shown. Truth was, Amy had only ever tried it once. That was on someone in a funeral home. Maybe her mother was right not to trust her with a living person. Made things easier for Amy anyway. She didn't think her mother was a good person. Took her a lot sometimes to think her mother was a person. Not just some monster lurking in the darkness. Same as herself. A monster. Not quite lurking in the darkness right then, but then she had been.
Pulling the car off the road into the motel car park she looked over at the cooler on the seat next to her, reminding her that she was hungry and just putting things off. It could stay there until she'd checked in. One more day's driving and she'd be in California. Amy reached past the cooler and picked up her bag. Pulling the car keys out she locked up the car before leaning against it. The cool of the night air a welcoming comfort. She looked up to the stars for a few minutes before standing up. Time to check in.
She pushed the door open and instead of seeing the inevitable crappy motel check in she found herself in what appeared to be a bar. Amy turned around looking to get back out the door she'd just stepped in through. It wasn't there. She tried not to panic, but she was now essentially surrounded by people and hungry. The cooler was in the car. Someone was going to find it. Hunters would know where she'd been... They couldn't find her there. First she had to figure out where here was. Maybe a drink first. It might help keep the hunger at bay a little longer until she can figure out what to do about that. Since she doubted that any of the people walking around here were going to be okay with her eating their brain.
Pulling the car off the road into the motel car park she looked over at the cooler on the seat next to her, reminding her that she was hungry and just putting things off. It could stay there until she'd checked in. One more day's driving and she'd be in California. Amy reached past the cooler and picked up her bag. Pulling the car keys out she locked up the car before leaning against it. The cool of the night air a welcoming comfort. She looked up to the stars for a few minutes before standing up. Time to check in.
She pushed the door open and instead of seeing the inevitable crappy motel check in she found herself in what appeared to be a bar. Amy turned around looking to get back out the door she'd just stepped in through. It wasn't there. She tried not to panic, but she was now essentially surrounded by people and hungry. The cooler was in the car. Someone was going to find it. Hunters would know where she'd been... They couldn't find her there. First she had to figure out where here was. Maybe a drink first. It might help keep the hunger at bay a little longer until she can figure out what to do about that. Since she doubted that any of the people walking around here were going to be okay with her eating their brain.