It’s not like Dean had been out looking for trouble. Okay, yeah, he’d been out looking for trouble. But it wasn’t anybody’s business but his own— and whatever monster he happen to bump into. Which may or may not have something to do with him being outside Franklin Castle. A notoriously haunted building located in Cleveland, Ohio.
He wasn’t going to break into the building, not yet anyway not alone. He took risks, yeah, but he wasn’t a complete idiot. Then again, for all he knew the stories he’d read about the Castle might have all been fake. The place might not be haunted at all.
He looked over at the large building, trying to see inside the dark windows. He sung to himself, quietly, as he stood out in the dark.
               “Mine’s a tale that can’t be told, my freedom I hold dear.
                How years ago in days of old, when magic filled the air.
                T’was in the darkest depths of Mordor, I met a girl so fair.”
For such a well-known place, vamps seemed surprisingly disinterested in the castle. Today however, the trio she’d noticed on the cemetery earlier, led her here and Faith couldn’t help but think that whatever they’d been up to before she turned them to dust couldn’t have been anything good. The fact that they were pretty much sitting on top of another hellmouth sure didn’t help either.Â
Inspecting the tore sleeve of her jeans jacket, the darkhaired Slayer cursed under her breath before tearing it off completely, repeating the same on the other side. It looked pretty badass either way. That’s when she noticed the singing and grabbing her trusty knife, she inched closer to the sound.Â
The darkness concealed the man’s features from her view and so she wasn’t sure whether this was a vampire, a demon, or just a man curious to see what the legends of this building were made of. “Zeppelin? Pretty old-school, isn’t it? Still wicked good, though.”Â
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