Chapter 3: The Dream
"Wait a damn minute. You thought I was hot?" Mel asked almost angry.
"Can we not think about that? I mean…I didn't know you were my sister at the time." Dean asked.
"Ha, ha, ha. See what thinking with your downstairs brain will get you." Sam said mockingly.
"Sammy…Shut the fuck up," said Dean.
"Okay boys…I'm going to bed. You all know where your rooms are. I wanna try to leave this house at around 2 tomorrow. It's four in the morning now. If you get up before me tomorrow, tell my butler Chives to make you anything you want."
"Wait a minute. You're telling me that if I wanted ice cream for breakfast tomorrow, Chives will make me some?" Dean asked hopefully. He hasn't had ice cream in a long time.
"Yup. Just one question though. Are you 5 years old, Dean?" Mel asked
They all said they're goodnights and went to bed. But Sam and Mel didn't sleep for very long…they had a premonition.
There was a sense of Déjà vu, like they've been there before.
But they haven't been there. But someone was traveling up the stairs. She suddenly came into view. It was a beautiful woman in a white night gown. She was running. She was running up the stairs. She was running down the hall. She was like the energizer bunny. She just kept going and going and running and running. She threw open the door to the baby's room. There was something like a shadow. The only difference was it was solid. The creature had these bad ass ugly eyes.
Out of no where, the woman was pushed up against the wall, but nothing pushed here. She was sliding up against the wall, up to the ceiling. The skin covering her stomach was cut, but no objects piercing her. The blood dripped onto her sleeping baby. She screamed.
Her husband ran up the stairs as fast as he could. He got into the baby's room just in time to see his wife burst into flames. He started crying. Suddenly the house exploded.
Sam and Mel sprung up in their separate rooms at exactly the same moment, both pouring with sweat.
They got up and ran down the hall, coming from different directions, to Dean's room.
"What are you doing here?" they both asked simultaneously.
But before one could answer Mel swung open the door, which slammed against Dean's bedroom wall. Dean jumped out of fright and fell of the bed.