"You should be afraid of the dark. You know what's out there; things with teeth, things with stomachs that are always empty, things that want to kill you bloody, things that want to burn you alive."
"What about the thing in my closet? I was nine years old. Dad gave me a gun.
I wanted Dad there. I wanted him to kill the thing in the closet, not me. I wanted to feel safe. I wanted Dad to love me more than anything else and be there when I needed him."
"Wasn't going to happen, Tiger." Dean's eyes were empty.
