Chapter 14 - Electric Shock
'No! Wake up Dean!' his mind screamed.
Dean jerked his eyes open, and quickly attempted to regain his balance, shifting his body weight so he moved back upright. He leant a little too far, and began to fall backwards, so his instinct kicked in and he went to put his hands on the wall behind them, but sharp pricks reminded him not too. At least he had his balance now.
He shook his slightly, trying to clear it, and re-adjusted his hands, which were still cuffed tightly behind him. He was feeling slightly better; the initial shock of being smashed over the head with a metal bar was wearing off. His back was aching from all the small holes that had been made, as were his hands, which had blood trickling down them, and he unconsciously wiped them on the back of his jeans.
Not more than a few metres away, Sam stood worrying about Dean.
'Get a grip,' he muttered to himself. 'Dean will be fine.'
But it didn't put Sam to ease as he shifted his weight slightly, his arms aching already from being held behind him, his legs already hurting slightly from standing for so long.
Time passed, he wasn't sure how long, but my god were his legs hurting. He was fighting the urge to lean against the wall, but slowly losing the battle. This would be a matter of willpower.
Dean was beginning to sway again, his head not completely rid of the whirlwind taking place inside. He blinked as the door was swung open and the light hit his eyes, before he thankfully toppled out. He hit the ground with a thud, and looked up dazed at Katie and Aaron, who were looking at him, unconcerned.
'Looks like he put his hands on it,' noted Aaron. 'And leant accidentally against it maybe?'
Ignoring the small moan that came from Dean's lips, Katie rolled him onto his stomach, checking the wounds on his hands, and cutting off his blood stained shirt to look at the ones on his back.
'Aw, they're just shallow,' she said, disappointed. 'If he'd put a bit more pressure on those body parts they would've been deeper.'
She gave Dean a kick in the stomach.
'What about the other one?' asked Aaron.
'Just leave him,' Katie said.
'No,' Dean muttered from the floor. 'Get him out of there…'
Being whacked over the head finally sunk in and he fell unconscious.
'Huh. Guess he must be tired, and not care about his brother,' laughed Katie. 'Take him to the basement. Put him in a chair or something.'
Aaron uncuffed Dean and dragged him out of the room, while Katie moved up to the other box. She knocked on the door.
'Hey Sammy, how's things going for ya in there?' she cackled.
'Just great,' replied Sam, the sarcasm in his voice shooting daggers. 'I'm having a ball.'
'Oh that's good to know,' Katie shouted back. 'We let your brother out. He ain't in good shape at the moment.'
'When are you letting me out?'
'Oh…a day, maybe two.'
Silence met her, but she could've sworn she heard him mutter 'bitch' in her general direction. She unlocked the door.
'Or Sam, you could just open the door yourself. It's unlocked. Have fun.'
She laughed and left the room.
Meanwhile, Dean was coming around as Aaron propped him up in a steel chair, and locked his arms to each armrest using the metal shackles that were already attached. Dean's head hung limply as his legs were locked on too. He barely registered the fact that Katie had entered the room.
'Sammy'll come to the rescue soon Dean,' she said, putting her hand under his chin so he was facing her. She turned to Aaron. 'Hook it up.'
Dean watched, confused as Aaron clipped a wire to another wire above the door.
'Look what happens whenever the door moves…whenever the door moves even the slightest bit.'
Katie bumped her hip into the door, causing it to move slightly, and a bolt of electricity shot down the wires, to the chair, and zapped Dean. It was a quick zap either. 5 seconds of electrical pain.
'And, guess what!' Katie said brightly. 'We're locking the door; no doubt Sam will try break it down.'
She laughed and opened the door, zapping Dean again, and her and Aaron left the room, locking it behind them.