Meanwhile, Sam looked around helplessly. "Crap, I'm out of salt." Sam said, looking for his brother to appear. Suddenly, he heard Dean screaming.
"Let me go you son of a-" Sam's heart started to race as he ran towards the muffled cries.
Wait, hold on Sam. They're not going to kill him. They want to draw you in. Sam thought this as he stopped in his tracks and tried to think of a more sane approach. He closed his eyes for just a few seconds to clear his head. A mistake he would regret. When he opened his eyes, he was knocked out cold by a blur of a demon. He felt his body being dragged for a while as he drifted in and out of consciousness, but he couldn't move. Then, he felt himself being thrown to the ground with a hard thump.