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The Scarsboro Terror

Chapter five

The hospital

"Sammy I'm going to kill you!" Dean said as he swung his legs over the bed. His face twisted with pain as he threw his arm around his injured ribs.

"You need to get back into bed Mr. Winchester. Your ribs are badly bruised and you need to rest for a few days before even attempting to get out of bed."

"I got to get to my brother." Dean said as he continued to struggle to get up.

"Where is he? We'll send someone for him." The nurse said trying unsuccessfully to keep him in bed.

"No…he needs me, no one else…." He painfully managed to stand up.

"I don't recommend that. You have bruised ribs, a concussion…." The nurse tried to hold him back but he pushed past her and headed for the closet and his clothes.

"Get me the papers to sign myself out of here…." He looked into the nurse's worried face. "Please… I got to find him." He added knowing she was only trying to do her job.

Scarsboro Park

Sam found someone to take him to the park then gave him a few bucks to drop him off near the mine where the creature had been. He stood outside of it trying to calm the panicky feeling that was already coming over him as he thought of the spiders inside waiting for him. It was funny he thought, he wasn't scared of the creature; he was more scared of the small spiders that had swarmed all over him. It brought back terrifying memories from his childhood. Memories of lying in a pit covered in spiders for hours until his dad and Dean had found him. He tried to shake the memory out of his mind; he had to concentrate on the task at hand. He wasn't even sure what would kill the thing but he remembered Dean yelling for the flamethrower and hoped it would do the job.

The hospital

Dean signed himself out of the hospital, jumped in his car and rushed toward the park. He ignored his own pain, he had to find Sam. He knew his brother well enough to know that he'd be beating himself up over the fact that he had been injured because of him.

"Damn it Sammy!" He slammed his hand down hard on the steering wheel. "It's not your fault!" He knew his brother shouldn't have gone off by himself, it was way too dangerous. He wondered how much of a head start he had as he floored the accelerator.

The mine

Sam took a flashlight, flame thrower, and the salt gun from the bag, then took a deep breath as he tried to quiet his nerves as he entered the mine. He nervously looked around knowing at any moment the swarm of spiders could attack him again. He shined the flashlight around the cave till he found the crevice the creature had crawled out of earlier. He reached down and picked up some stones and tossed it at the narrow opening hoping to draw the thing out.

"Come on you son of a bitch show yourself!"

He suddenly felt something dripping down on his shoulder and looked up. The creature hung above him from the ceiling. He fell backward to the ground and fired the flame thrower at it. It left out a horrible scream as it fell to the ground and began to shrivel up as the flames did their job. Sam got to his feet and gave a relieved smile, he had killed it. But just as he lowered the gun he felt something wrap around his legs and looked down to see a silver web quickly begin to cover him from the feet up. He tried to turn with the gun but a long claw like arm reached out and ripped it from his hands. He looked over his shoulder into the terrifying face of the mate of the creature he had just killed. He desperately struggled to move but was soon completely coated by the webbing and it was impossible. Sam shut his eyes as one tear ran down his face. He had failed not only himself but Dean who would now be left alone to search for their dad and deal with his death. He prayed Dean would be alrightas he felt the creature begin to drag him over to a corner of the mine. He swallowed hard and kept his eyes shut not wanting to see what he knew was in store for him.

Outside the mine shaft

Dean slammed on the brakes as he pulled up front. He got out of his car and grabbed his ribs wincing as a searing pain shot through them. He then ran over to Sam's duffle bag which was lying near the entrance to the mine.

"Sam! Sammy!" He shouted into the mine but got no answer.

He quickly ran back to his trunk and removed a duplicate set of equipment that Sam had taken with him then entered the mine keeping his flashlight and flame thrower out in front of it.

"Sam!"

There was no answer.

TBC

I'm going on vacation for a few days and will post the next chapter when I get back on Wednesday.