Chapter two
Memories of the Past…
Your mind is a series of doors…
'Dean! Stop it, or else I'll tell daddy!'
'You're such a crybaby!'
Each door holding a secret…
'Sam! Give it back it's mine!'
'Whatever, I didn't want your stupid doll anyways.'
The doors are guarded, for they hold the key…
'Daddy, why did the bad man kill mommy?'
'I don't know baby…I don't know.'
To the past…
'Daddy! Why are you making them drink that?'
'Better safe than sorry baby girl.'
The present…
'Sure boss man, the results should be ready in three hours!'
'Make that one and a half.'
And the future…
'It's a demon…an actual evil, take-over-the-world-straight-from-hell kinda demon.'
'…what loony-bin did you guys escape from?'
The mind, protecting its fragile sanity…
'How do we know if we can trust you?'
'You can't, you're just gonna have to take that chance…'
Sometimes hides these doors…
'You know these people!'
'Of course I know them; I grew up with them when I was a little girl!'
Until the time comes, to open them…
'Sam? Dean? Bobby? What are you guys doing here?'
'.Abby? Is that you?'
The consequences of these people meeting will shake everything they believed in…
It will change them, and the way they look at the world…
Forever…