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[lucifersvessel]

Sam is hanging out on a battered old couch at the Plaza with his laptop resting in his lap as he is doing some research or just doing some general reading. He slowly closes the laptop, and he places it on the arm of the couch and he slouches back into his seat. He takes a deep breath. "What's the strangest thing you've researched?" He asks with a smile forming on his face, and he then looks at the laptop. "Or the weirdest thing you stumbled across while reading."

He stretches out his long legs, and he rests his arm on the back of the couch. "And did you find the topic you read to be worth your time?" And he follows this up with a long yawn, and he then looks over to his empty coffee mug. It was a long night, and despite the smile on his face he looks tired and worn.

"And..." Sam's brow crinkles as he starts to forget what he was about to say. "...Man I could use a good day's sleep."

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[brother_alone]

Josh listens to Sam retell the tale. Looks like he does understand what they are. Josh had never believed in such things, even though his dad was huge into Native American lore and culture. Nothing out of the ordinary ever happened. Until...

Until the night his sisters vanished.

Still, he averts his gaze when Sam gives the offer. He doesn't know about the lodge blowing up or how the Wendigo inside were killed. But he does know one thing.

"...One of 'em. Is my sister. I can't...I could never..."