Here is the story so far. Dean, Sam, Amber, and I have just arrived at the place. Please Comment and Review.
I clicked off my seatbelt and opened my door. I looked at what was ahead. It looked like a small house. The paint was peeling off the sides and grass grew long around the lawn.
"This is your grand security home?," I mocked. Sam turned and looked at me. My mouth immediately shut. Every time he looked at me I would get the chills. Something was up with him. Even after two weeks of being on the road together, I barely talked to him. Dean on the other hand was much comfortable to speak with. I knew for a fact that he was a certified man - whore. He had been with so many girls he couldn't begin to count.
I heard Dean pop the trunk. I turned around and saw him lift it. He picked up my bag and tossed it to me. I grunted with the sudden weight.
"Watch it! This has my PS3 inside! If it's broken your paying for a new one," I fussed. He just shrugged with my weightless threat. He lifted up Amber's bag. Before he could toss it; I snatched it out of his hands. It weighed a lot less from what you would expect for a girl. Well she wasn't the usual girl. Amber opened her mouth to protest, but Dean whispered something on her left ear. She closed her jaw and turned to the door. I walked to the door. I stopped at the door mat. I grasped the door knob and twisted but it wouldn't budge.
"The key is under the mat," Dean said. I stepped off the mat and lifted a corner. Underneath it there was a rusted key. I picked it up and released the mat. I stood up and placed the key in the lock. I twisted it to the right and heard it click. I took the key and opened the door. I turned and handed the key to Dean. I stepped in and was hit with a foul odor. Suddenly everything got really blurry. I could feel myself fainting. I fell down.