Disclaimer: i don't own any of them, or supernatral. maybe i should try to ask santa for jensen ackles again next year...?
Gulaville is pronounced ghoul-uh-ville...enjoy!
Dean sat in the car, driving towards the lake. Stopping at the edge of it, he got out of the car. He walked around the edge, trying to find a bridge of some sort, but could not find one. "Great, some psycho just got a weird looking girl to trick me…just my luck…" He swore under his breath, and was about to get back into the car when the lake started to stir. He turned around looking at it; it looked just like a whirlpool at first. The water started rising, finally stopping at about ten feet above the ground. Dean noticed a narrow path in the lake. He picked up a stick and threw it in, making sure it was safe. After landing in the path without anything happening, he walked across to the barn ahead.
Sam walked up to the bus driver. "Umm…excuse me. But, I was just wondering if you could drop me off here…"
"Here?" Asked the driver… "Now?"
"Umm…yeah. Unless you want to turn around and drive me back to Gulaville." Sam said hopefully, ending with a smile. His charm didn't work; two minutes later, he was walking along the road back to Gulaville ahead. This is gonna take forever! I'm so stupid. If anything happens to him…
The red barn door stood in front of him, reminding him of himself; standing in front of his brother, trying to protect him. This door, even though just a door, was protecting whatever secrets lied beyond it. The door creaked and opened slowly, revealing the contents on its inside. Dean wiped his hands of the dust from the door and took a step inside. The barn looked like what any other barn would've, but it had a certain smell to it. "Dean Winchester, finally…" came a voice from behind him. He turned around but saw no one. Dean's cell phone began to ring, he reached in his coat pocket trying to get it. Before he could, he was hit by something from behind. Dean Winchester fell to the ground, letting darkness overcome him.
Sam was walking for almost half an hour now. He was starting to get tired, but not once had he thought about resting. The only thing in his mind was Dean. He looked up at the road, seeing a truck drive towards him. Motioning for the truck to stop, he stepped up to the side of the car as the driver rolled the window down. "Excuse me sir, but is there any chance you would be able to give me a ride to Gulaville?"
"Gulaville? Why sure young man, come right in." Sam was surprised by how easy that was and got in the car immediately. The man turned his truck around and head for Gulaville. Sam felt like closing his eyes and falling asleep, but the thought of his brother kept him awake. Hold on Dean, Sammy's coming…
well? good? yes, no, maybe?... next chap. coming soon!