04-16-2014, 06:59 PM
Jensen thought about joining them when Giovanni and Connor fell asleep. Instead, he dragged himself to the table and opened the Bible. He had too many questions blurring through his mind to sleep anyway.
Hours later, Jensen jerked from awake, roused by ghosts and basements with black eyes behind the walls. He peeled his face from the page of the book and pinched the back of his neck.
Noise from the bedroom made him shake it off, and he looked over just as Connor opened the door. The man was looking better; Jensen doubted he could say the same about himself. He scratched at the stubble on his neck and stood to greet him.
He also kept his voice low. "I know what you mean. Up until recently, I thought I was crazy or cursed or something."
He shook his head, eyes cast floorward.
He took the information, and offered his own in return. "This is my number. I'd say you know where I live, but I don't actually live here. I just kind of ended up here."
He shrugged the rest away. "Its a long story,"
and extended his arm in handshake.
Hours later, Jensen jerked from awake, roused by ghosts and basements with black eyes behind the walls. He peeled his face from the page of the book and pinched the back of his neck.
Noise from the bedroom made him shake it off, and he looked over just as Connor opened the door. The man was looking better; Jensen doubted he could say the same about himself. He scratched at the stubble on his neck and stood to greet him.
He also kept his voice low. "I know what you mean. Up until recently, I thought I was crazy or cursed or something."
He shook his head, eyes cast floorward.
He took the information, and offered his own in return. "This is my number. I'd say you know where I live, but I don't actually live here. I just kind of ended up here."
He shrugged the rest away. "Its a long story,"
and extended his arm in handshake.