So I haven't posted in a very long time. Mostly because I feel like my writing is just crap but thanks to a persuasive little sister and sister in law, I've decided to post this story.

It's my first casefic, by the way.

This story was kinda inspired by nightmares I had as a kid. To this day I am still not very fond of mirrors. I do not have any mirrors in my room.

The lore is based on nothing. Just my own wild imagination. I hope y'all enjoy.

Disclaimer: I do not own Supernatural or the boys :( No beta either, all mistakes are mine.

-SPN-

Sandy didn't want to sleep. For the past four nights, she'd been having nightmares. Each night it got scarier up to the point that she'd wake up screaming and drenched in cold sweat with her heart almost beating out of her chest. She'd told Troy about her nightmare and he laughed at her. Little brothers were a pain in the ass.

She tried to stay awake but even she couldn't fight the pull of sleep anymore. As usual her dream started off normal. Her playing in a field of flowers while her mom made her a sandwich and Troy sleeping on the blanket. Suddenly clouds came rolling in and it became pitch black. The scenery changed and Sandy was inside a mirror.

"No, not again." Sandy whispered. She squeezed her eyes tight. Wake up, wake up, Sandy repeated in her mind. She opened her eyes again and she made a squeak as she was still inside the mirror. She looked around but the only thing she saw was herself in the mirror. Tears were filling her eyes. She wanted to get out. She started banging on the mirror but it wouldn't break. Please let me wake up, Sandy thought when she closed her eyes again. When she opened them she saw him. She turned around and looked at the dark hooded entity. Sandy couldn't tell if it was human or not. It seemed to levitate above the ground. It reached for her and Sandy screamed.

"No, leave me alone." She shouted at the figure. She started to run but kept bumping into the mirrors. It was coming closer. Her heart was beating so fast, she thought it was going to beat out of her chest. There was nowhere to go. She slid to the ground. The tears were streaming down her cheeks. "Let me wake up, please?" Sandy whispered as she squeezed her eyes shut.

-SPN-

Troy was lying on his bed. He had just finished writing his essay for English. He glanced at the clock and saw that it was 2 in the morning. Sandy would have a fit if she found out that he was late again. Lately that was all her and him were doing. Fighting. He understood perfectly well that he would always be her little brother but he needed a little freedom. After their mother passed away, life had been hard on both of them. Troy was seventeen when she died and he knew Sandy did the best she could. And he loved her. Loved that she took him in without a single thought but he also knew that he was the reason why that weasel left her. Bastard didn't like Troy. Never had. Finally, things came to head two months ago. On the six-month anniversary of their mother's dead, a day after Troy turned eighteen. Troy really wished he could make things better for his sister. She deserved nothing less. His big sister was his protector and she loved him fiercely as he did her.

He was just about to close his eyes when he heard Sandy call out. Another nightmare, Troy thought as he got up. He ventured into his sister's room. She was tossing and turning and whimpering. Must be one helluva nightmare, Troy thought to himself.

"Sandy, wake up. You're having a nightmare." Troy gently shook his sister but she didn't settle or snapped out of it like she always did.

"Sandy, come on wake up." Troy's voice was a bit louder now, hoping he could coax his sister from her nightmare with his voice. But again, she never gave an indication that she heard him..

Sandy had hit another mirror and she broke down in tears and slid to the ground.

"What do you want from me?" Sandy sobbed as she felt his presence coming closer. It never spoke and Sandy never saw its face. Once it was practically on her Sandy still saw nothing. Just blackness. Complete blackness. Then it was on her. It held her face and she could see something leave her body. The feelings she'd been carrying around since her mother died intensified. Until all she felt was despair, anguish and grief.

Troy could see that the tossing increasing and then she was writhing all over the bed. She let out a blood curling scream and her body just stilled, a tear falling from her eye as it did. Troy was shocked by what he had just witnessed. He was shaking.

"Sandy?" His voice was trembling almost as bad as the hand he reached out to touch her. He gently shook her but her whole body was just still.

"Sandy?" He looked at her and noticed the lack of movement from her chest. He shook her more forcefully this time.

"Sandy, please wake up." Troy was crying now because he knew. Somehow, he just knew that his sister was dead.

-SPN-

Let me know what y'all think of it. The next chapter will include Sam and Dean.

This story is as good as finished so it shouldn't be long for the whole story to be online.

Thank you