Dean groaned, shoving the note back into his pocket as he leaned in a little closer, “I’m aware that humans don’t just walk away from Wendigos.  I’ve relived it…over…”

He paused and turned around walking back toward the bed a bit, “…and over.  But haunting me?  She may not be a monster, but dammit Kenz…that would be the cruelest joke the universe has ever friggin’ played on me!”

It was probably true.  The world had a funny way of treating him, punishing him.  But this was horrid.  Wiping a hand down his face, he turned back to her and pointed toward the door, “By the way, judging by the way my dad talked about our last meeting in the car…you might wanna lay low.

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Anna noticed the boy walk up to the machine.  She barely turned as she picked up her chips from the machine.  Something about his demeanor made her smile when he spoke.  She stepped back against the soda machine next to her and looked him over, trying to judge him quickly, “Hey.  I’m Anna.”

After watching him for a couple of seconds, she pointed to the machine, “You know…the candy in these things is as old as this dumpy hotel.  Might wanna stick to the salty foods.”