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Nightmares
"Sam! Sam! Sam!" Someone was calling his name. If you could call her someone. Sam knew exactly who was calling for him. He also knew he had to get away from her. Starting to run faster than before he suddenly tripped on something and fell to the dirty mud cowered ground. He sat up and saw her standing in front of him. She smiled an evil smile and said: "Hi Sammy. Missed me?" He wanted to tell her to go to hell but when he opened his mount he couldn't get anything out. "You better close your mouth Sammy. Before a fly lands in it. Believe me it's not funny." Sam closed his mouth and swallowed before he made another attempt to say anything. He stammered: "M… M… Meg. W… Wha… What do you wa… want?"
"You. I want you Sammy. I thought you were smart enough to understand that without asking. Guess I was wrong."
He tried to stand up but his body wouldn't listen to him. So he just sat there as Meg took out a knife from her pocket and started to cut deep into his flesh. He screamed in pain. She stopped and laughed and said: "I'm going to have real fun with you." She started to cut him again. He screamed once again and begged her to stop. It only made her laugh more. After a couple of minutes she stopped and licked off the blood from the knife and said: "You taste good. You really do." She brought the knife close to him again and he said: "No. No. Please. Don't." She didn't listen.
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Dean was lying awake in his bed. He couldn't sleep. Not when he knew something could be wrong with his brother. He heard Sam whimper. He sighed. Sam had been having a nightmare for almost a half hour. So why didn't Dean wake him? He didn't know himself why he didn't wake his brother. He hated seeing him having nightmares but every time he had made an attempt of getting up from his own bed it was like something was pulling him down. So he just lay there all night watching his brother dream a nightmare.
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On the morning when Dean woke up after being asleep for 30 minutes he put on some clean clothes and went downstairs to Bobby that was sitting in the living room and reading in some very old books. Dean yawned and Bobby looked up at him and said: "You had a good nights sleep?" Dean shook his head and said: "No. You found anything?"
"No. Not yet. You sure it's not just because of the lack of sleep you boys get?"
"I'm pretty sure that lack of sleep doesn't make you deaf."
"Yeah you're right. That's why I called Pete."
"What did he say?"
"He said he may have some books at his place where we can find anything about this. I said we would be there as fast as possible."
"Grate. Let's go before Sam wakes up."
"Why?"
"Because."
"I'm not going somewhere with you. You might try to kill me."
"I won't"
"How can you be so sure about that?"
"I haven't had one singe black out since… I can't remember the last time but it's long ago. Beside we don't have to go in the same car if you don't want to." Bobby sighed and said: "Fine." Then they both left the house and took their cars leaving a sleeping Sam all alone in the house.
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When Sam woke up next morning he was alone in the room. First he thought it was good then he suddenly got scared. Scared that Meg was hiding somewhere in the room ready to attack him like she had done in the dream. But she was dead, wasn't she? She couldn't hurt him. Not anymore. So he got up from his bed and took a quick shower before he put on some clean clothes and went downstairs and in to the kitchen. He took a clean blue mug and filled it with coffee. Then he looked in the fridge only to find that there wasn't anything that could be eaten. (Unless you wanted to be food poisoned.) So he just drank the coffee and decided to take the car to a diner or café or something. He didn't care as long as he got food. He walked out and saw that Bobby's car was gone. He could always take one of the many cars that was just standing there waiting to be fixed, but at least a dozen of them wouldn't even start and the other would most probably break down somewhere in the middle of nowhere. It was better to just wait for Bobby and Dean to come back from where ever they where.
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