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Post by DEAN WINCHESTER on Jan 22, 2009 23:54:02 GMT -5
The world is full of evil. Some would agree, saying that fatty foods, teenagers and drugs are the problem. They are wrong. The most prominent evil is literal. Demons. Ghosts. Werewolves. Wendigos. The list goes on. They're everywhere. Messing with our radios, our phone lines. Our heads. We believe it's a bad connection, a storm tangling the wires. Sometimes it is. Other times it most certainly is not. Alone, we cannot fight them. It takes courage, heroism. An arsenal. It takes friends to stop the insanity from seeping under our skin. Silver bullets, stakes, salt rounds. Out there in the darkness, there are some who do fight off the monsters. Their lives are claimed by removing the evil from our homes, our towns. They are hunters. Our yin for the yang. We'll need more than guns if we have to battle these monsters. And we have, we've got the Winchesters. Like the rifle but twice as deadly, these boys have been raised for what they do. These two guns are loaded and ready to fight the war, but one of them is down to their last bullets. Dean's clock is ticking as his last year runs out, Sam's resurrection costing him his soul. Will Sam be able to save Dean, or will evil get the better of us all? endless horizon
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