Opening his eyes once again, his eyes were drawn to the dark, litless sky with a strange azure hue clinging onto the surface of the… cracked sky.
He moved to the edge of the protrusion, stretching his body and his bones. He stared into the dark sea, and then… removed his gaze.
Staring into the distance, a spark of light suddenly busted forth. Illuminating its surrounding and the endless dark sea before it.
'Hmm.'
Dean's brow got slightly raised.
'Are there other humans in this cursed land?'
He was really tempted to believe they were other humans. Others just like him in this wretched and cursed land. But he had gone through more than enough to actually buy that.
Still… he was tempted.
He had to get to the source of the light.
Perhaps… they were really others just like him.
