Chapter Eight Trapped

"Sam! I know you're there! So come out or trust me things will be much, much worse for you!" He yelled, as his eyes turned a bright yellow.


I ran out from behind the dense underbrush and back into the woods yet again. I didn't care if he saw me or not. What did it matter anyway it wasn't like I could actually get away..

A demon! What chance do I stand against a demon? I thought desperately to no avail, it seemed as if all the things Dad had taught me to do if faced off against a demon had vanish completely from my mind.

So this is how it was all going to end! I scrambled deeper into the marsh. I found it hard to believe that only a few minutes ago I had been trying so desperately to escape from it and now here I was hoping to get lost in it once again.

Dean?! Oh, where the hell are you? You would know what to do!

I tried running faster adrenaline pumping through my veins. I jumped over rotting tree trunk after rotting tree trunk. But it was no use I was already to weak from my last run adrenaline was making little if no difference. It would probably take a week, a month before I would ever run again after this. That is if I live that long. Why couldn't I be like Dean? Brave, strong, he never had any problem with this life. How come I wasn't like him? Why did I have to me so stupid and weak? I thought as tears ran down my face blinding me as I ran. Where was Dad? …. I couldn't bare the thoughts that were running through my head. Instead I focused on ignoring them, the pain, and running as fast as I could.


The rain was coming down harder now making it nearly impossible for me to see. Why did it have to rain? I thought miserly as I shivered against the cold causing me to go into a violent fit of coughing. The sky above me lit up, lightning lighting up the sky a loud echoing boom of thunder following closely behind. Yeah I know just my luck! I coughed.

Suddenly a strong gust of wind came out of nowhere causing trees to bend and crash all around me. Oh man! I looked up just in time to see a rather large branch come crashing down on top of me. I screamed just as it slammed into me.

I 'm not sure how long I was unconsciousness. The truth was I didn't care anymore. Instead I laid there on the forest floor gasping, the air knocked completely out of me. The pain was amassing unlike anything I felt before even worse then the time I broke my arm and two ribs. You see I was used to getting thrown around a lot, hunting wasn't easy. But man did it hurt. The world around me began to swirl as I tried to raise my head. I fought the sudden nausea hoping to God I won't puke.

I laid there for awhile longer, just letting the rain come crashing down on me. I watched the sky above me light up revealing the dense cover of trees and growing darker as if it never happened. I knew I was hurt bad. I was pinned unable to move anything with out bursting into tears. Tree limbs pocking into my skin making large gashes that bleed densely. It's bad. I thought as the nausea grew worse with each breath I took. I am going to die here. I sighed as I stared back up into the trees thinking of all the places I rather be.

Dean would think I was giving up. I knew that I was but what else could I do. Another flash of light lit up the sky. I wondered about Dean and dad and if they were alive or dead. I wondered if the pain in my arm meant it was broken and if the cut on my head would ever stop bleeding and getting blood in my eye. I wondered if my mom was watching me now in heaven and if I would be seeing her soon. I just let go as I slipped away.

I woke to my screams, a minutes, a hour, or so later still pinned under the tree and worse then before. My head was throbbing, my legs were killing me. I ached all over, and to make matters worse I couldn't stop shivering my chough growing worse and worse as I gasped in more and more air. Oh God does it hurt! I tried to move my legs to no avail. I looked around and moaned. My cut weren't as bad but they were still bleeding an awful lot. I am lucky I didn't bleed to death. I thought as I watched more of my blood get washed away by the rain.

Where was he? I wondered as I began to fall once again in and out of reality. Surely he heard me scream. Shouldn't he have killed me now?! I looked around sharply hurting my already aching body more searching desperately. Do I want to die? The question scared me. Do I? I ask myself, I don't know. In fact the only thing I was certain on was that if someone didn't find me soon I was going to. Lightning flashed above me revealing in it's faint glow a figure of a man in front of me smiling at me.

I began screaming, not caring if he heard or not. Not caring if I was brave. I watched helplessly as he walked closer as he kneeling down near me. "Hello Sam." He said quietly as he brushed the hair away from my eyes causing me to wince in pain. "Don't worry everything's going to be alright." He said almost kindly, as he lifted the tree off me like it was nothing.