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Chapter 3

He changed the tape. Things were seriously wrong but he couldn't place his finger on what. He didn't know how long he'd been driving, but then again he didn't know anything that made any sense right now. The last thing he remembered was that someone had spoken the word 'drive' and he had just driven off. Somewhere in his brain something was trying to tell him to turn the car around. To go back. But he didn't know what to go back to.

"……I think you'll embarrass yourself at your feeble attempt to kick my ass!" A wave of vertigo hit him and he was at a loss to say where it had come from.

Something sparked inside him. He felt a glimmer of recognition.

Sam.

But it was gone as quickly as it had come and he just carried on driving. It was incredibly cold and the heaters seemed to have broken, or they had no effect whatsoever. His blank gaze just carried on looking on the road. He felt someone probing his mind, someone familiar it seemed and that glimmer of recognition was back again with full force.

Sammy!

He felt his brother's loneliness and he suddenly realised he was driving away from his little brother. What the hell? What was going on? He felt a wave of panic set in and forced it under control. His big brother instincts were kicking in and making rational thought almost impossible. Plus the fact he now had a pounding headache.

Then he remembered where he was and the realisation hit him like a blow to the head. God that son of a bitch was gonna pay! But first he needed to find out where he was and for that he needed to ask someone. Dammnit! He hated to ask for help from anybody let a lone a stranger, and to make things worse it was pitch black. He saw an old man walking slowly by with his dog at the edge of the road and Dean slowed down the car and rolled down the window.

"Hey! Um……….excuse me?" Dean questioned attentively through the night, and was surprised to find that he actually cared if he scared the old man. Sam must seriously be rubbing off on him. Suddenly he felt lonely and he wanted more than ever to see Sammy's goofy grin.

The old man turned round and peered at Dean through the gloom. Dean felt a shiver run down his spine and in his urgency to find Sam and his location he didn't even question the fact that the man was walking his dog down a central highway.

He brushed away the shiver and flashed his most trusting smile at the old man.

"P-pppa-aa-rrdon me young man did you say something?"

Dean let out a frustrated sigh. This man, old as he may be, was seriously trying his patience

"Yeah as a matter of a fact I did." Forcing a smile he carried on, apparently now having gotten this old mans attention. "I was just wondering if you knew our location."

"Why I sure do young fella" Dean gritted his teeth. God he was going to love driving his car away from the old dude.

"If you get out a map I can show you if you'd like?"

Dean went to get the map and reached under his seat when he suddenly felt an excruciating blow to the back of his head. 'This is great he thought' sarcastically.

In fact that was his only thought before his world turned to black and it engulfed him.