There was Darkness

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Dean
When I first stopped in a small town I had no idea what was about to happen. I was walking into the third gas station of the day, a small outlet that was mostly salvaged.

I was hoping to find gas, baby was down to a gallon and I needed to keep driving.

That was when I saw it.

Scratched onto the table, "croaton". There in the back of the room there they were. The smallest little girl, blood lust in her eyes.
I had no weapon on me so I did the only logical thing I could, run. I ran straight down the street, but damn this girl could run.

My heart pounded in my chest, trying it's hardest to keep up. I was running, running for my life, running for whatever I had left.

Her wrists were covered in scars by sharing her blood with others.
Damn, two others ran out of the shadows following her, running faster, and faster while my energy slowly fades away.
The two others An older blonde man and a thin woman, were quick much like the girl.

Every forced exhausted breath scratched the edge of my throat.

The edge of my shoe catches a pothole.

Castiel

After following the tracks for a hour, and passing numerous small abandoned buildings out of the corner of my eyes I spotted three croatons crowding around a building.

Small drops of blood led to the doorway.

I hid behind a classic car, black and obviously well maintained, an impala I believe,   and glanced through the tinted windows.

There was desk propped against the door of the building, that wouldn't last long.

I instinctively reached for the angel blade I kept tied against my back, a reminder of my life before. 

The silver glistened in the morning sun, waiting for it's next mission.

Creeping slowly towards the girl and other people who were infected. The third of the infected, a large bulky man was my first target. I attacked.

After plunging my blade into the man the others were on me. The man pulled over the desk and rushed to help.

The second infected  man, wielding a steal pipe  knocks out the man. 

I quickly sliced into his neck. After aiming a blow into the girls stomach.

I run to the bleeding man.

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