Hahaha hey guys! Sorry, this isn't an update for any of my other stories, just trying my hand at little horror/tragedy.
Fingers dipped into his flesh, pulling blood and flesh with it. He pulled himself free of his bonds and tore toward the door... But the half-ghost was too screamed as Sam and Tucker sank their teeth into his arms, dragging him to the ground as they tried to maul him, blood and ectoplasm flowing down his arms to drip to the floor, and he screamed and screamed until his throat was hoarse... And then...
He woke up, gasping. And he struggled through another day.
Danny felt long fingers prodding his organs, the nails grazing his core. Blood pulsed out of his throat and he felt his parents tugging, tugging, tearing, tearing, tearing, and something was pulled out. He'd long since stopped screaming in favor of gagging on blood and vomit and ectoplasm. His breaths came out in ragged gasps, and he tried pulling his bonds off again, causing his wrists to start gushing blood again, and he finally just gave a blood curdling scream and he saw his parents' black-eyed faces holding his liver in their hands.
And he woke up screaming for the eighth time that night.
The half-ghost felt claws tearing into his back and stomach and tearing, ripping, his red, red blood flying everywhere and blood rushed into his throat and oh, god were those his intestines? The thing tearing into him suddenly became clear, black smoke wreathing a red-eyed monstrous hound. The mutt snarled as it tore into his innards, snapping wildly. And Danny's eyes closed after a short scream and he made the startling realization...
This isn't a dream.
So how'd you like? It's my first attempt at a disturbing fic, and sugar cookies for those who guess what Danny's nightmare monsters were! Hint! They're featured in Supernatural! And lemme know if you want me to continue and do something with Sam and Dean meeting Danny, cuz if I do anything else with this thing it will be that.