No-one comes out of this sane

[voiceinthedark]

Who: Sam Yao and YOU
Where: All over the mansion and grounds.
When: 19th-24th
Rating: PG-13. I think. Will change if needed.
Summary: Sam isn't suffering, but he's trying to help those who have. Certain revelations might make that difficult. (Huge spoilers for S2 M39 of Zombies, Run! onwards to the end of S3)
The Story:


19th-21st

[It's easy to tell that something has gone horribly wrong. The screaming, the people staggering around, angry or staring or arguing with people who aren't there, they're kind of a giveaway. And he's not sure exactly what's going on, what the problem is.

He feels useless. There's nothing he can do to help with this, except hopefully stop anyone getting hurt, and even then, he can't protect them all the time. He does what he can, helps Maxine at the clinic, tries to stop anyone hurting themselves or other people.

When Simon comes to him, paranoid and scared, of course Sam helps him. What else can he do for one of his Runners?]


22nd

[Anger, betrayal, they make him reckless, send him stomping and spitting away from his room, away from everyone he knows.

How can that end well?]


23rd

[When Sam revives, dizzy and sick and with one less life, he's in his bedroom, although he knows he didn't die there. Doesn't remember how he got back there. He can see, even though he remembers his eyes burning.

And then he sees Alice, blood oozing from a bite and demanding to know why he didn't save her. Alice and Ellis and Chris. Archie. His parents. He'd killed them all. he couldn't save anyone.]

Comments

[vates]

Sam? No, Sam's tall, and white, and his hair is longer, and he has both his eyes. It's Sam who kills him, or Sam's body anyway, Sam's face is the last thing he saw before he couldn't see anything anymore, before his soul was burned out of him. This is the first time this vision has spoken to him, though, and that's an interesting change. Then the vision changes; now he's looking at himself with two whole eyes, and that definitely hasn't happened yet.

What if he has a chance to change the future? What if he can keep it from happening again? It makes perfect sense to him right now, and he drops the frying pan to instead lunge at Sam, grabbing onto his shirt.

"He's going to kill you!" he shouts, his eyes wide and red and full of fear. He gives Sam a shake. "Do you hear me?! He's going to burn your eyes out!"

[voiceinthedark]

Kevin lunges for him and despite everything, Sam jerks backwards, an automatic reaction by now. Kevin managed to catch his shirt though, and Sam made himself stay still. Up close, Kevin looked worse, like he hadn't slept in days, half mad if Sam was being honest with himself.

His eyes widened at what Kevin said and he grabbed Kevin's shoulder when the other man started to shake him. "What? Who is? I don't understand! Did someone hurt you?"

[vates]

"Sam!"

Kevin is referring to Sam Winchester, not this Sam, but he doesn't clarify, only clutches Sam tighter until he finally pushes him away.

"He's going to use him; he's going to come after you -- " And now he's explaining how Gadreel is going to use Sam as a means to kill Kevin, but none of that is very clear. He fumbles in his pockets for a pen, and then snatches Sam's hand. He means to scribble some (incorrect) angel warding sigils on his skin, if Sam will let him.

[voiceinthedark]

Sam? Sam Winchester? He didn't understand! But Kevin is obviously agitated and Sam can't just leave him and he doubts that he's going to get a straight answer either.

"Look, Kevin we should- we should go somewhere safe right?"

He should try to find out if he had an anchor or something, someone to help him come back to himself.

Kevin grabs his hand, holding it tightly, and reaches for a pen. Sam lets him. It keeps Kevin busy, keeps him from going anywhere or near anyone who is unsafe.

[vates]

Kevin shakes his head vigorously.

"Nowhere's safe. Doesn't matter. They always manage to find us."

Now he's muttering almost to himself, and he drops Sam's hand, his eyes going wide as he takes in his surroundings. He drops the pen, going back to the paint he was using to scrawl on the walls, and he starts drawing out more sigils.

"He'll find you. You won't see it coming." Kevin slows to a stop, staring at the paintbrush on the wall, a haunted look in his eye. "You'll think you're safe, but he'll find you."

[voiceinthedark]

Now he's really confused. He hesitates for a second before stepping up beside Kevin, keeping an eye out along the hallway just in case. There's a prickle up the back of his neck, a spark of fear that settled in his tense shoulders.

He rested a hand gently on Kevin's shoulder, his gaze grazing across the symbols scrawled across the walls. "Kevin, come on. We should go somewhere safer then, right?"