Death Played Her Hand In Destruction
At first it was a trickle,
And then it became a flood.
As the sound of his sobs intermingled with the lingering laughter of the demon, his sanity began to erode.
He heard his mother calling him home.
He heard again his father's last words-"Please Sam, don't let it do this to me"
And those of what had once been his brother-"Sorry Johnny, but Sam's not in the driver's seat anymore."
And with his eyes fixed on the corpse of his father, Dean laid down and waited for death to come.
