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You were holed up in an abandoned home. It was falling apart, the floor was partially torn up, there were holes in the ceiling and worst of all the windows were entirely blown out. None of this was going to protect you in the long run. You could smell them. They weren’t far off but you couldn’t risk running out there. It was too risky, terrible things would happen if they ever got their hands on you or what you were holding. You scrambled looking for a basement or an attic somewhere. Anything to hide you from those damned monsters.
“Found you!!” The monster sung, it held up a sharp knife covered in blood. You watched as it raised the knife to its mouth and licked the blood from the blade. It crawled toward you, its eyes two different colors. One was a bright golden color and the other a deep blood red. Drool dripping from its mouth.
Your eyes widened and you turned to run. You made your way out the front door and down the street of the neighborhood. The street lamps went out one by one as the monster passed by. Each time one exploded you flinched waiting for it to pounce. It was gaining on you now. You glanced back to see how close it was getting and noticed two more come from each side of the street. They were multiplying by the second and you wouldn’t be able to run for much longer.
You kept running when suddenly a bright flash of headlights lit up the street with you in its cross hairs. Not able to stop yourself in time you ran right into the car and rolled up on the hood. You slid off a bit delirious and hit the ground. You tried to stand. Blinking a few times you saw two black silhouettes raising guns and shooting. You heard six shots. One for each creature that was following you. The howl of one of them pierced your ears and was loud and sharp enough to send you unconscious.
“Come on Sammy, help me get ‘em into the car.” Dean lifted your torso while Sam got your feet. They laid you in the backseat and burned the bodies they shot.
Lights in houses started coming on and dogs started barking. “We gotta get out of here Dean.” Sam quickly ran around to the other side of the car and got in. Speeding off down the street Dean questioned Sam. “Who the hell is that?”
“How should I know? All I know is something’s after them. Something big.” Sam ended his sentence quietly.
“Let’s get them back to the bunker. We’ll patch ‘em up and see what they can tell us.” Dean said.
They drove back to Lebanon in silence. Nothing but the soundtrack of ‘Dean’s Greatest Hits’ playing in the background. The trees sped by and the street lights flashed through the window lighting up your face every few seconds. Dean would turn back and check on you every now and then. He noticed a few droplets of sweat on your face. He flipped on the A/C and kept watching you nervously. You started stirring in the back seat. Gasping, letting out small and scared noises. It seemed you were having a nightmare. A terrible one but Dean didn’t dare wake you up. He wasn’t sure but he sensed something off about you.
The trees sped by as you ran past them. The small frail sticks cracking in half under your feet. Branches ripped apart your shirt and scratched your legs. you ignored it all and kept running. Fist clenched tight around the object in your hand, you ran from the monsters. Every horrible and terrifying creature you could imagine was after you.
You heard the snarling and howls of the creatures behind you. Making the mistake of looking back you tripped over a fallen tree trunk and skidded along the forest floor. It didn’t take long for the creatures to catch up and you couldn’t move. Your ankle was more than likely sprained, if not it was definitely broken.
They came up on you one by one. Dripping drool on your face and their claws digging into your skin. It hurt and you did nothing but scream. Repeatedly claws and knives dug into you.
“Silly child, you really thought you could escape from me?” A dark silhouette stood over you and went to plunge a butchers knife into you. Your hands went up in defense and a bright light erupted from them. The screams of the creatures around you gave you a headache. They fried at the appearance of the light. When it died down you opened your eyes to see the steaming carcasses of those that had attacked you.
You tried to stand and walk. But you were stuck. So you crawled your way back to the cabin you were headed for. It took hours of crawling. You happened upon wolves, sleeping bears, and owls that appeared to have murder in their eyes more than once. Not to mention the bugs. They were everywhere. Making it to the cabin you crawled inside. Looking around, you gasped at the sight you saw sitting in the chair. Bobby Singer. But… It wasn’t Bobby. Was it? You couldn’t tell. There was something dark and ominous about him, something deadly.
Your eyes widened and you tried to leave. Instead when you tried to move you couldn’t. You were strapped to the ground. You watched as Bobby Singer, the man who once saved your life raised a gun at you and pulled the trigger.