Dogging His Footsteps
E/O Drabble Challenge: word count 100
Challenge word: dog
Warnings: A mention of Season 6. Dean is out hunting alone – or is he the one being hunted?
Click-click-click.
Dean froze.
Silence.
The night was empty as the hole in Sam's chest where his soul used to be.
After several tense seconds, Dean shook his head and started walking again.
Click-click-click…
The annoying tapping stopped the moment he did. But this time, the night was not empty. There were panting breaths, and the faint splat of something liquid hitting the sidewalk behind him. The hair on the back of his neck rose as he turned round slowly, hand already on the warm butt of his gun.
Slavering jaws dripping drool, yellowed teeth gleaming.
Black-dog. Not Hellhound.
Dean smiled.