It's probably been a month since she came into this...new world. It only took one step into this bright golden rift in space and time to leave what she and every one of her people called 'Hell'. It was difficult to leave a life she knew but it was either stay and let Michael the Archangel kill you or step into an unknown world. Her mother wanted her to survive. She knew that. But after a month of being in a strange land was very difficult to adjust. A few of her people took the hang of things and braved the world. So far she's been in this huge bunker reading and learning whatever books it stored.
Dean and Sam, the ones who 'rescued' her, were called Hunters and they pretty much hunt and kill whatever bumps in the night. Of course, she knew what they were. She had them in her world too. But no one fought back but only a few. The boys wanted her to be a Hunter. They told her that her other self, the one they knew and lived in this world, was a Hunter as well. However, they had also informed her that she was dead and how they missed her. Especially Dean. She could sense there was more to it but she didn't get into it. She had to process the fact that no matter what world you're in there is or was someone that looked like you but not entirely you. Sighing, Jo placed a thick book on werewolves on the mattress when she heard a knock on her door. "Come in." She says before turning to face the door.
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