Dean and Sam lead the girls down into Bobby's basement and into the panic room, to keep a close eye on them.
"Where the hell are you taking us?" Teagan demanded with fury.
"A safe place." Dean retorted.
"You're going to lock us away where no one will find us aren't you!" Jamison accused.
Bobby scoffed, "Of course, in a dungeon with spiders and rats." He had started down the stairs behind Sam and Dean.
Jamison's eyes bugged out and she turned paper white. "W-w-what?" She managed to squeak out.
Teagan thought of spiders she'd had to kill in the past and shuttered so bad her knees almost gave out on the last step.
The three men locked the girls in Bobby's panic room. "Fly swatter's on the desk, ladies." Bobby said as they climbed back up the stairs.
"T… Do you think we'll ever make it out of here alive?" Jamison asked with a worried look plastered on her face as she glanced around the metal constructed room.
"Jamison, I think if they were going to kill us they would have already done it… unless they're the kind that, you know, want to cause as much mental anguish as possible before killing their victims. I think other than that we'll be ok." Teagan smiled a weak unconvincing grin.
"Do you honestly think now, of all times, is a good time to joke about our lives? We are in a metal room with three, possibly four men holding us captive. We are beyond outnumbered!" Jamison shouted in distress.
Teagan began to panic more now that the current dilemma was beginning to settle in her mind and grow roots.
"J, what are you thinking they're going to do? Do you really believe they're going to kill us?" Teagan asked, now with panic seeping into her voice.
"I Don't have a clue Teagan, I still don't even know what happened back in the apartment with that other guy. I shot him and it didn't seem to affect him. But when he… got the gun somehow it just made me so mad, I was seeing red, and all I could do was focus on him and the anger rising in me until I couldn't keep my thoughts straight anymore. The next thing I know the room is shaking and the guy was on the floor then gone." Jamison recalled the incident feeling the anger rise again and take flame.
Teagan could feel the anger radiate off of Jamison's body as if she were a bonfire the size of a school bus. She steeped back further instinctively away from what felt like danger.
Suddenly the man Jamison had shot appeared in the room in front of Jamison.
Jamison opened her eyes to the man she shot in front of her and then he crumpled to the floor. He reached for the door and opened his mouth as if to scream for help but nothing would come out.
Teagan looked over at the door as it opened. She looked back at her sister who was now directing the fire towards the man on the floor. She realized no one had opened the door from the outside. Now was their chance to escape. She grabbed Jamison and dragged her towards the door.
"What are you doing?" Jamison yelled.
"Getting us the hell out of here! Come on." Teagan lead Jamison behind the stairs as they waited for the three men to come see what was happening. The sisters peered into the panic room to see the man that had been on the floor had disappeared again. As the men ran down the stairs and into the panic room They ran up the stairs and slammed and locked the door. They sprinted out the front door of the house to see they were in the middle of what looked to be a junk yard. The girls raced through the scattered cars trying to find their way out.
"Stop!" Jamison screamed as she dug her feet into the dirt and yanked Teagan back to her. She looked around, something didn't feel right. Something was there, she couldn't name it, all she knew was that she'd felt this presence before but only long enough to notice it. This time it stayed, wrapping around her, until things went dark.
Teagan looked around frantically for Jamison but she was nowhere to be seen. She thought her sister had been right behind her… she thought hard, no, she heard something slide in the dirt, she hadn't known what that was. It must have been J slipping and falling or something, she ran back the other direction to find her. She couldn't see any evidence of Jamison around the immediate area. As she searched around and under cars she heard a loud crash come from the house and she bolted for the way out. She was her sisters only chance of escape and they only way to get her back was to be free first.
Jamison opened her eyes to see four people with solid black eyes staring her down. She tried to get away but soon realized she was tied down. She struggled and screamed as the ropes pulled at her skin causing friction burns. One of the black eyed people held a knife to her throat and she quickly stopped moving and making sounds. They gagged her and turned the lights off as they left the room with only the blackness to accompany her. Jamison screamed as she thrashed around on the table.
