A/N E/O Drabble Challenge. WOW: Clear.
Part One of a multi-drabble serial. Clearly Sam and Dean are not in Kansas anymore.
The Mess in His Mind
by CFEditor
Dean woke abruptly, legs mired in reddish-brown gunk. Confused, he blinked against the strong, biting wind. Where were the walls of their motel room?
"Sam?" he called, relieved when he saw his brother standing a few feet away.
"Dean?" Sam answered. He blinked. They were walking on almost solid goo, the hazy sky all around them. Between the fog and the gunky cotton-candy surface, there were no clear patches. "What is this... mess?"
"Looks like some eco-freak's nightmare..." Dean scowled. "Or some eco-terrorist's wet dream."
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The midnight black figure cackled while the sleeping man tossed and turned.
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