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It was a relatively peaceful sleep after the harsh night at the Roosevelt Asylum, which included going nuts and beating each other up due to supernatural manipulation of the mind. The motel was a basic motel, yellow walls, a weird but clean smell, throw up stains in the carpet probably from some drunk person. It was a motel and a cheap one at that. The brothers have stayed in way worse condition to the point where they wasted money on a roach infested room and ended up staying in the Impala instead that time. Dean was sleeping on his stomach letting out sounds of peaceful snores. His arms, beefy from wrangling ghosts, wrapped around his pillow with one leg straight and the other one with the knee up by his stomach. Meanwhile Sam let out loud snores as if he was a lumberjack and laid on his back seeming still yet comfortable, peaceful even, which is a good change considering the amount of nightmares he'd been having about his previous girlfriend being engulfed In flames. It was nice....Until the phone started to ring of course.
(WE WILL PUT THE DIALOG WITH THEIR DAD CALLING SOON JUST CHECK ONCE IN AWHILE)
Gyll worked at the restaurant in the small town of Burkittsville, Indiana with his dad's family friend, he was honestly sick of it, it spiked his anxiety to the max well It was always at the max but interacting with strangers knowing it's strange his family or family friends to the same mysterious road, he always thought what if they got hurt? what if they got killed? He thought to himself but he'd do his best to push it back into his mind trying to forget but not even a few hours later the thoughts worsen into something 10 times worse.
"Thank you for stopping by, drive safe and stay safe!" He said with a positive tone before his smile shifted into a frown before whispering "at least I hope..."
The only time he went down that road was 2 times. Once when he was 3 years old, it was a cold night, he doesn't remember much,only a man and a woman who he can't remember much but he knows in his soul he loved them. The memory was fuzzy, like when you wake up from a dream and only remember one specific part. As he was in this car with this man and woman something crashed it, the car flipped before seeing the two being dragged away from this... Creature... A little after that an older couple who is his now parents found him before taking him in... And that's all he remembers.
He often dreamt about it, his parents saying he just had a hyper active imagination growing up, he still has one so maybe his parents were right and it was just all in his head.
"Boy! Go pick them apples for me we're almost out and we have pies to make!" Scotty yelled from the back snapping out of Gyll's thoughts and making him sigh in annoyance "Yes sir! I'm on it..."
*Gyll then proceeded to leave the counter making Scotty take care of it while he's gone Muttering "a please would be nice rather than a demand" as he exited the Restaurant passing by a taller man with short messy and spikey hair with green eyes glancing on him with a confused look before going up to the counte. Gyll felt a wave of anxiety come over him before shaking his head and heading into Scotty's car turning the keys which brought the engine to life then drove away to the haunted orchard he called it.