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A/N: Duodrabble! Okay, when has a run in with a spirit ever been easy? This actually came out of nowhere, starting as literally cows grazing, but turned into this. Enjoy!
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Challenge Word: Graze
*SPOILERS*
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Give Me A Graze
Can't move, need to move. Pleading.
"Sammy?"
Restrained. My own brother. Trapped. Tied me up. Can't think. The smell, so overwhelming. Tempting. So hungry. Can't...
"Sammy, please."
So... ravenous.
"Sam."
Spirit was right. Food so good. Meat.
"Please."
Need meat.
"I..."
Brother looks...
"Sammy."
...Tasty. Sweet smell, wafting. Pacing so close. Light brush. Bonds too tight. Meat. Walking pray. Give me flesh.
"Sammmm..."
"It'll be okay." Him comforting me?
Too tempting. Drop of sweat grazes his forehead, shimmering. Straining. Must... eat. Anything...
"You're going to be so tasty, little brother. Just you wait. Everything will be okay."
Stupid cannibal spirit.
End
A/N: Couldn't help it. The thought of Dean eating his brother is so... grotesque. Don't blame me! Reviews?
Also make sure you read Sam's POV.