C15 Alex Stone

"What does that mean?" Dean asks, though I can tell he has an idea.

"I can no longer sense artifacts, or see into the world around me. I'm normal." But it feels worse than normal. It feels hollow. Empty. This has always been a part of me. It's shaped my world. My work. Given me an edge. I don't know who I am without it.

Dean seems to read my mind as emotions flit across my face