AN: This drabble can be seen as a continue from my story "Alleviation."
Dean vanishes. One moment he's standing there, eyeing them. Eyes nothing like Dean's. The next moment he's gone, leaving them behind with nothing but an echo of fluttering wings.
And suddenly breathing seems not so easy anymore. His entire being is getting pulled down by an inescapable force. The suffocating weight he thought he had lost a few moments ago is back. It's a different kind of weight, but oh so familiar.
And he knows; he's been down this road before. Too many times.