@cuttingedge; A swamp warning [OPEN AUDIO] late on March 12th

[knifecollecting]

[It starts with Jo clearing her throat. Somehow even that sounds tired and dejected.]

I went with a group I trust, looking for Dr. Solis' lab. We headed toward the mountains past the scrapyard and found a swamp instead. [She pauses here, searching for words to explain the seriousness of the situation.]

I don't know how far out it is because we were gone for days but it didn't feel like that. [An edge creeps into her voice and she lets out an annoyed huff of air.]

Whoever you see in there, you can't save them. Two of the group tried, and they were ready for a fight right up until they just gave up and sank. We had a rope. We couldn't pull them out.

[There's a shaky sound, almost a stifled sob. Don't comment on it. She'll deny it. She doesn't know what made them stop, but she knows Castiel went in ready for a fight.]

If you had any business with Dean Winchester, you can talk to me until he's back. [There's a rustling of fabric as she moves to end the call, but pauses.]

Castiel too.

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[evulsed]

[ How is this guy still living, that's the real question. Vanitas is so flabbergasted by how he apparently never thought of this that he literally stares for a full half minute. ]

I'm not talking to you anymore.

I don't want to catch whatever infliction you have that's made you this kind of imbecile.

[sunborne]

[ may this give poor vanitas more motivation to find more and more places. just so he has more and more hiding spots to get away from the relentless force known as day. ]

Okay! Good luck, Vanitas. See you soon!

Thanks for the suggestion. I'll let you know how the conversation with Dr. Solis goes down when I get the chance to talk with her.