SO this is a friends Story, from another characters PoV. Don't worry i'e had her permission....and yes....Dean and Sam do turn up soon....I promise!!!!

Hope you like it....and do give her's a read it's called when Demons appear and you can find her in my fave authors.....MissSoapy1......All the character details are in her profile.....Please go have a look.......

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It had been a week since the accident, a Week of disturbed sleeps, a week of worrying about my sister and her dreams. I sat in my bed, my eyes heavy with lack of sleep....But everytime i closed my eyes, i remembered that night.

That night...that haunted me......the night i lost my best friends

We were out on the boat, my sister on the Helm, she was always better at steering the boat then i was. but the boat cut out..suddenly. A light blue flashed filled the sky, then shadows began to engulf the boat. I screamed to my sister and our best friends to get off the boat, I jumped into the icy cold water, as my head reached the surface, i panicked, i wasn't able to see Zoey, my sister, she meant the world to me, i thrashed around in the water, when suddenly her head popped up beside me

"Zo...are you ok?! i asked,

"yer, Alice...I'm ok"she replied, her eyes fixated on the shadows, as i continued to look around for Stacey and Mary, but it was useless they were no where to be seen

"Zo, come on, we have to get to land" it took a few shakes to get her attention, i looked at what she was looking at, i wasn't sure....but i think there where faces in the shadows.....i put it down to shock of the icy water hitting me. But that was the last night i saw Mary and Stacey

Since that night, Zoey and i had received these strange messages, Words written in the condensation of the mirrors, Paint on the windows....and worse then that the words that were written across the photo of Me, Zoey, Mary and Stacey....in blood. which no matter how many times we would clean off, would appear again and again. Since then my sister was having nightmares...which unfortunately i saw every little detail of.

You see my sister and i were not normal....far from it.... Our mother was a physic, the house used to be buzzing with the people from the town...asking for their fate, we both had abilities passed on to us from her, my sister had prophetic dreams, And i had the ability to heal fast, together we both could sense each other, sometimes we knew what the other was thinking, feeling!

Our father Died while we were both young, Zoey doesn't remember him as well as i did, she was a lot younger, meaning our Aunt came in to help our mother cope. However Mom met a new bloke ....Herb....he was the mailman....had his eye on her for a while....they married not long after dad died, which broke mine and Zoey's heart. After a while, we moved in with our Aunt, it was hard for us to cope with our step father, he wasn't exactly the nicest guy to us.

Our Aunt....she raised us and she was such an amazing women...a little unusual...but that ran in the family....you see she taught us both that sometimes things in nightmares existed...she hunted demons....vampires....werewolves...the things that went bump in the night. She taught us how to defend ourselves from those things...but more importantly, how to get rid of them, and help others.

She took me out on my first hunt on my 18th Birthday, same with Zoey, and since then....that's kind of what we did.

So everytime Zoey had that dream....the one where i was in danger... i saw it! wether i was sleeping or not! i worried she was spiraling out of control...I wanted to talk to her about it, but i just couldn't face bringing it up whenever i saw her. They haunted her as much as they haunted me, and it showed on her face

So here i sat...on my bed, Tired and worrying, when i heard her scream, i shot out of bed as fast as i could and ran into Zoey's room, the light in her EN-Suite was on and i followed it. She stood in front of the mirror shaking, the noise of the shower running in the background

"Zoey, Zoey what is it?" the worry began to show in my voice

"the.....mirror, look at....the mirror" she said...her voice shaking

"I don't understand Zoey....what do you mean the mirror?" i couldn't take my eyes off her pale face.

She grabbed my face with both hands and turned it so i was facing the mirror; the shock escaped my lips, there it was another message in a mirror, but this one was more personal

'You'll be next, but your sister is first, it's your fault why they are dead, you should have been more careful.'

I took her hands from my face and held them in my hands

"Zoey what does it mean? Why is it your fault? Tell me" i asked my voice loud to clear her head, i looked back at my little sister, the strain of the week had aged her.

"I don't know I'm sorry Alice, I'm so sorry" she sobbed out.

"Why are you apologising, you've done nothing wrong" i pulled her close to me by the shoulders...hugging her close, i stroked her head to calm her as the tears continued to flow.

As she began to calm down, i grabbed a towel and wiped away the message

"why don't you take a long shower Zo....you know that will calm you down...I'm just down the hall if you need me"

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The day seemed to drag slowly on, Zoey eventually came into my room still Pale, she reached for my hand and i took it and pulled her into a hug, we then headed down the stairs.

"Shall we get some food in you, you look pale...you need sugar" i tried to sound strong, i tried to ease her worry, But as we entered the kitchen a strong smell hit me, there in the sink was another message, written in a mixture of blood and Dirt. A message i had seen before, one Zoey had dreamt of.

She turned even more white, which i thought would have been impossible, i had to hod her up as her legs became weak.....I knew she recognised it

I didn't want to tell her i had seen her dreams, it would of only worried her more. And its not like i saw every single one, so i kept the brave face..... tried to soothe her worries.

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It didn't take much convincing to get Zoey out the house, to clear her head, i told her i would clean the mess. She should just get some air and relax. she looked as if she wasn't taking much in, her head was buzzing with fear.

I watched her pull on her jacket and head for her car, i gazed out the window and watched her drive away...I hoped so much that this feeling of dread she had would soon past. And as soon as i cleaned the kitchen sink i was going to research what could have been leaving these messages....I was going to get rid of these things!!!!!!

I bent down and opened the cupboard under the sink, i rummaged to find the bleach. It would kill that smell that was slowly embedding its way into my nostrils.

When i found the bottle i began to stand when i felt a hard thump against the back of my head, i fell down, hitting my head again on the side as i went......It went Black