“that was a pretty bad situation you got yourself into, are you okay?” sam had come in with gun in hand, making three headshots before reaching the stranger.
This place was even more terrifying than it had initially appeared to Maya.
She wasn’t prepared in the very least to come face to face with a literal creature of nightmares, disgustingly twisted features and eyes so empty she swore she could see herself reflected back in them. What was this place and how did she end up here? Maya felt like she had been ripped away from her finally almost-fairytale ending only to be tossed into a sick remake of The Hunger Games or another stereotypical post-apocalyptic book or movie.
Luckily, she had been saved by a tall man that seemed more and more familiar the longer she studied him, blue eyes wide with a mixture of fear and admiration. It appeared she had been saved by a man who looked awfully like Jared Padalecki, the actor who played Sam Winchester in Supernatural. Had she stumbled onto some strange set? Maybe this was some weird hazing from some of the other arts majors? That was the only logical conclusion to this.
“I’m fine,” The blonde had to bite her tongue to keep from snapping at him, trying to regain some sense of composure, straightening her back out and squaring her shoulders. “I’m Maya. What was that? Some intense special affects from the theatre department?” It was clear she wasn’t amused, even slightly, and she hoped it was all some sick prank and not some weird alternate reality she was thrust into.
