conning: (NealC 085)
Neal Caffrey ([personal profile] conning) wrote in [community profile] apocalypsehowcomm 2021-12-21 03:33 am (UTC)

Neal steps through like he's preparing to miss a step on a dark staircase, carefully not touching the sparkling edges of the portal.

Whatever the new situation is, it's one that looks like St. Louis, Missouri. Specifically, it looks like the outside of a little dive bar with the Gateway Arch visible past a raised freeway and distant cityscape.

Neal is younger. Slimmer, not as muscular. Dressed in jeans and a burgundy red t-shirt. Still confused.

"How did you do that?" He looks around, looks down at himself, presses his hands against his face. "I was--I was in Gloucester, I walked out into the street in Gloucester and this... person. Cut my throat open. I died. And then..."

He looks at Stephen again. "Then I woke up."

Neal looks back at Stephen again, the apprehension, the edge of fear, very clear in his eyes. He's too young to have learned to hide it well yet. "This is a dream? ...Who are you?"

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