I stared at Seth as I recalled all that he's done to me. Yet, my heart wouldn't let me break this man like he did me. I wasn't like Dean, I was the better person.

I sigh as I softly take off my uniform jacket and wrap over his nude body, thankfully he had fallen forward so his unwanted areas could not be seen.

The vampire was already dead, but the smell wasn't pleasant. Ugh. The dude reeks. I try carrying Seth to a nearby tree, but he was just too heavy. I can't carry him on my own.

I felt mentally exhausted as I gently dropped Seth. "Darn it. He's too heavy to carry." I pant slightly as I'm worn out. I can barely feel my brain working as my eyes are feeling very heavy.

When you're in a state like this, everything feels different, almost like you can deeply hear your surroundings ten times better than you could when you were fully aware of everything.

I heard Seth stirring from his unconscious state as I exhale tiredly. "Seth-"

"Silvia?.." he groaned as he then remembered what happened. He looked down and saw clothes. Thank goodness. Silvia didn't see him naked.

Seth turned to see me zoned out, trying to keep myself stable. "Seth. I'm so tired. It's 2:06AM." Silvia's voice was soft and frail. Before she knew it, she fell sideways, falling quickly into the empty, deep, dark, void.

((Sorry if it doesn't make sense. 😅😴))