Amelia woke up in what appeared to be the middle of nowhere. It was DARK out and it was quiet. Too quiet. She’d gone missing for years: three, to be exact. But she had no recollection on what happened or even how she ended up where she was.
The hunter didn’t even know that she went missing. Or just how many years have gone by. She still thought it was 2015 -- not 2018. She was given false memories to cover up the fact all that happened. Currently, Amelia had thought she was just working on a case and whatever it was attacked her. But in the back of her mind, she knew something was wrong.
A slight panic came across her as she stood up on the ground. Possibly a forest, maybe a road nearby. She didn’t know, or even dare to start walking yet. It was her last hope, but she pulled out her phone and called her close friend, Castiel.
And as she heard someone pick up on the other line she uttered words she dreaded asking, “Cas, I need help.”