Jan. 18th, 2006

stbethadettes: (front of St. Bernadette's)
It's the way it feels out here once they step through the doorway that alerts her that something's different before her brain can even recognize what her eyes are seeing. The door heavily swings shut behind them, and at first she's just surprised because they're having to go back to the bar already.

But then her mouth kind of falls open, and she stares at the overgrown lot directly across the road.

No fucking way.

Hurriedly, she glances up and down the road, but it's deserted right now.

She can barely even feel relief.

She finally turns to Spike. "I think you better try opening the door."

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