You both landed on the money!

#iatwaa is indeed It’s a Tall World After All (super proud of that play on words, not gonna lie XD), and definitely a ride from start to finish!

I’ll add it to the FAQ in a bit. For now, you’ve earned a sneak peek!


“Wait, what?” she muttered aloud, squinting closer at the opening while the kid knelt by the cabinet. He lowered his hand to the ground and … Oh my God!

There were two guys just casually standing on a hand the size of a goddamn truck. As Emmy watched, they stepped onto the floor and walked along the wall like it was the most normal act in the world. They didn’t even stumble.

“Well, what?!” Olive hissed, suddenly right behind Emmy. Emmy waved her hand absently, eyes fixed on the pair of them. They were moving a lot faster now, one of them trailing a hand along the wallpaper.

They were a foot away when she realized it and backed up, colliding with Olive. The two women scrambled for a moment before backing towards the opposite side of the wall with the others. Emmy’s eyes never left the thin opening.

She held her breath along with everyone else, and, as a group, the wary shrinking victims huddled farther back when the entrance flew open and revealed two silhouettes entering their hiding place, almost like they knew it was there.

She broke the silence. They were only about a foot away, all told. Those guys would have found them eventually. Emmy, who’d been there the longest, stood as tall and steady as she could, and said “Wh-who the hell are you? " 

June 7th excerpt:

At the sound of a distant sneeze, Dean sat bolt upright. “Sam, did you hear that?” he called, his voice only just loud enough to carry to his brother.

“Hear what?”

Dean pulled himself to his feet. “I coulda sworn…” He paced out of their divided room, going straight to the sealed-off door to push aside the wooden block. “Wait here, just in case.” He ignored Sam’s protest as he left their sanctuary behind.

June 3rd excerpt:

The unexpected voice cut directly through the thunderstorm in Dean’s dreams. It drove him awake rapidly, the instincts of a hunter combining with the instincts he’d gained after so many years living cursed.

So he startled awake.

Dean sat bolt upright, pushing himself away from the intruders on the table.