Nothing happens. He doesn't feel any differently in approaching the odd metal formation, nor in brushing past it on his way to the laptop. The device whines loudly, its needle still smacking against the edge of the meter.
When he reaches the laptop, Castiel will see only a small bit of text on the screen:
THE PERSISTENCE OF LIFE BEYOND DEATH IS AN UNNATURAL THING; FITTING, THOUGH, AS PENANCE FOR DISRUPTION.
MAY THIS GIFT LIGHT THE PATH FORWARD. MAY THIS WORLD'S SUFFERING END SWIFTLY IF I HAVE AGAIN MISTAKEN A GIFT FOR A CURSE.
The laptop flickers and shorts out a moment later, the world going dark with it, and staying dark for what feels like centuries—
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Nothing happens. He doesn't feel any differently in approaching the odd metal formation, nor in brushing past it on his way to the laptop. The device whines loudly, its needle still smacking against the edge of the meter.
When he reaches the laptop, Castiel will see only a small bit of text on the screen:
MAY THIS GIFT LIGHT THE PATH FORWARD. MAY THIS WORLD'S SUFFERING END SWIFTLY IF I HAVE AGAIN MISTAKEN A GIFT FOR A CURSE.
The laptop flickers and shorts out a moment later, the world going dark with it, and staying dark for what feels like centuries—
Until they wake up.]