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CHAPTER TWELEVE
' SOLDIER '
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THIS WAS STRANGE. No scratch that- this was beyond strange; this was insane.
Sure, her nightmares could be a tad puzzling, as after all- they were nightmares, they were hardly going to be pleasant. But they didn't usually begin with her cuddled up in a motel bed.
As her inquisitive eyes scanned the room, her brows furrowed, then raised in surprise. Her prioritizes seemed to wash away as she took notice of how different the motel room, which Sam and Dean had rented out, now looked.
Sure, it was the same room, but it seemed as if it had some sort of designer makeover. Lux suspected the Kashmir rug by the newly fitted fireplace was worth more than the entire motel itself.
Allowing herself to take a moment to admire the new décor, her eyes slowly travelled from one thing to another, taking in every trinket, every single small yet significant detail.
The furniture was brighter, especially compared to the previously dull interior. The prehistoric box television was now replaced with a large flat screen and the previously cheap timber dining table was replaced with a high gloss, quaint white glass table.
