I've been looking for my husband, Dean, with my friend Colt Sigerson. We've been looking for him for a week but still haven't found him.
Colt and I have been doing some hunts ourselves. I've been away from the Bunker for a week and I will not stop until I find my husband.
I also gave myself a little change. I dyed my hair dark brown, which is my mom's natural hair color and I love my new look.
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Colt and I are in St. Louis, Missouri. We found out that three prostitutes were getting killed in the alley by having their flesh ripped from their necks.
Colt and I are at a bar. We see a man about 6ft 8, brown hair, dark beard with a country boy look and jeans.
"Double shot of whiskey," he said. I looked over, recognizing his true face. "Scum...," I said, which is code for Incubus.
Colt looks over, seeing him. "Are you sure?" he asked. I looked at him. 'Half-breed. Ligeia's gonna love this'.
"Yep, I heard his thoughts," I said. Colt nodded. 'I'll be outside, see you in a minute.' Colt thought.
I put up two fingers to know to give me a couple of minutes. Colt nodded, getting up as he leaves the bar.
I waited a minute for him to walk by me. The incubus walks by me. 'Wagoner, you found her. Get her and bring her to me'.
