The Search for Xanar

Whispers

The first thing that caught his eye were the blood sausages wrapped round Andy's neck, as the dishevelled old man hung from the chandelier above,The sausages had dyed his frosty white beard a more festive colour, 'No.... not sausages, too long, no intersection, Size is all wrong... Oh God!' He shifted his gaze, Andy's eyes, tongue and nosed were carved outta his face.

The next were the strange symbols carved into his now naked body, Some were draconian in nature, Cas knew that from the book Josephine of Garland had gifted him, he could read out the words 'Searcher' and 'Whispers' written on his body, Others were in a language he did not understand, nor any ordinary human for that matter, He had an intense headache when he tried to decipher them.

His torso had a gapping hole in the middle, his intestines, Heart.... all his organs were scooped out, all that remained were his bones within.

The room around him was painted red with the old man's blood, but that wasn't all that greeted Cas,