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•REALIZATION•
Almost an hour passed before Roy spoke up, all the while checking his satellite phone for their current coordinates. "This is it, Blackwater ridge," he announced aloud, reading off the screen.
"What coordinates are we at?" Sam asked, double checking with him when he noticed their lack-luster surroundings.
"Thirty-five minus one-eleven," Roy answered, unknowingly relaying the exact coordinates from Johns journal.
After hearing that, Katie looked around expecting there to be something—however, she was slightly upset when there wasn't any sign of her dad or John ever being there. There was nothing . . .
Dean trailed beside Sam and Katie as the three looked around before he eventually leaned between the two, giving way to his desire to talk with them.
"Do you hear that?" Dean asked as he looked out into the trees, noticing something that drew his attention.
That's when Katie noticed it . . . her ears rang a bit as a result. "It's quiet."
Sam nodded, his lips pursing a bit in acknowledgement. "Yeah—not even crickets," he replied, quickly noting the information.
"I'm gonna take a look around," Roy stated, interrupting the three's hushed conversation.
"You shouldn't go off by yourself," Sam was quick to warn him, shifting his attention toward the Ranger.
