A Slice of Eternity

by Swellison

E/O CHALLENGE DRABBLE Word: Drip A few moments in Hell, from Dean's point of view. SPOILERS AND WARNINGS: Post-No Rest for the Wicked, graphic, not for the squeamish.

Challenge word: Drip Warning: Post-No Rest for the Wicked, graphic and not for the squeamish.

100 words (per MS word counter)

A Slice of Eternity

By Swellison

Drip... drip.

Dean watched as the blood from his mincemeated fingers dribbled from his manacled hands, splatting on his savagely cut bare chest, igniting the salt-dosed wounds. Alistair delighted in using salt against him. The lower half of his exposed body lay on the rack, but the too-high shackles binding his hands suspended his upper half in mid-air.

Tiring of the rapid death/dissolution achieved by dismemberment and hacking, Alistair was using slower torture, a refinement of the Chinese water torture.

Dean thought about Lilith's bombshell: one Earth-day was a year in Hell.

Eternity times 365.

Piece of cake.

Drip... drip.

A/N: This is way darker than my usual stuff, so I'm definitely venturing beyond my comfort zone, here. Any comments? Now, go read something light!