( allison. )

          dainty   digits   slide   leather - bound   parchment
          over  a tarnished  tabletop, towards the  youngest
          winchester; and the pages of her family’s bestiary
          in  question  were  all  tabbed  with  sticky  notes.

          ❛ i  don’t  think  it’s   limited  to  HEARTS.   there  was
          a  guy  three  counties  over,  found  almost  the  exact
          same way;  but missing his spleen   —   and he turned
          up just two days ago. whatever it is, it’s moving fast. ❜

       ’ —— have you ever heard of something doing that though? ’

                      focus shifts from the luminous screen of his laptop
                      to the matured pages held carefully in the female’s
                      hands. his mind wanders for a moment, visualizing
                      his father’s journal in mind, yet finding himself
                      coming up short of a logical solution.

                                     ’ so this thing just wants random organs !?
                                       that doesn’t make any sense.
                                       maybe this just isn’t our sort of problem,
                                                                     ——— allison. ’