#60 Toad

Date: 2010-07-07 06:07 pm (UTC)From: [identity profile] thursdaysangel.livejournal.com
“Toads!!” Dean slammed on the brakes of the Impala, and I hit the back of the bench seat with a thud. “It’s a god damn rain of toads!”

Sam yelped when a bloated toad hit the windshield spidering the glass and leaving a smear of blood and toad guts. Another hit the hood, and I knew Dean was terrified that there might be a scratch in the car’s pristine black paint.

“I would suggest finding cover, Dead.” The sky was a churning mass of dark clouds, while the ground was covered in squirming masses of dead, dying and hopping amphibians.

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