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Carnival of Death

Chapter twelve

"Sam!" Dean spun around expecting to see his brother behind him but no one was there. He turned back thinking maybe he had just imagined it and looked into his brother's face. "Oh my God…" His eyes widened in horror as he realized that Sam wasn't behind him but was trapped in the mirror.

Sam could see Dean and he had pounded on the mirror till his brother turned around. He wasn't sure if Dean could hear him or could only see his reflection, but he had to warn him, he had to get Dean out of the house before he too was taken. Once the demon had pulled him into the mirror it had vanished, why, Sam had no idea. All he knew was that he was trapped and there was no way out. He could see Dean pounding on the mirror from the other side trying to break through to him.

"Dean go, get out of here!" Sam yelled pointing toward the exit.

But Dean ignored him as he frantically began kicking the mirror trying to break it. He knew Sam was trying to get him to leave but there was no way he was leaving without his brother.

Sam shook his head, he knew the demon was nearby; he had to get Dean out of there.

"No! Get out of here!" He kept pointing toward the exit.

Dean looked down as he kicked the glass as hard as he could trying to break it but when it wouldn't break he looked back up and saw something that terrified him….the demon was coming up behind Sam.

"Sam! Behind you!" Dean screamed pointing toward the demon.

Sam couldn't hear his brother but he saw the fear on his face and knew what he was trying to tell him. He spun around and looked into the horrifying face of the demon.

Dean pulled out his salt gun out and began pounding on the mirror with the back of it as hard as he could, but it was useless, it still wouldn't break.

Outside

As Kyle and some of the men walked by they could hear Dean pounding on the glass and his desperate cries.

"What the hell's going on in there?" Kyle said as he and some of the men headed into the house.

Inside

"Sammy! Sam!" Dean screamed as he watched the demon begin to attack his brother. "Get away from him you bastard!" He shouted as he continued pounding on the glass.

Sam was no match for the demon who possessed super human power. Dean watched as slashes appeared on Sam's clothing and body. Sam fought back, but it was useless. His blood splattered the mirror as his body was thrown back and forth behind it. Far in the background Dean could see the missing people hanging by their wrists. Most of the bodies were already beginning to decay except Jack and the last girl who had been taken. All of them appeared to be dead.

"You son of a bitch let him alone!" Dean swore as he continued pounding desperately on the mirror trying to break it.

Then he watched in horror as Sam finally collapsed, too beaten to continue fighting. The demon looked out of the mirror at Dean and hissed at him as he began dragging Sam deeper into the mirror and over to the other bodies.

"Oh God no!" Dean pounded on the mirror with his fists. "Sam! Sammy!"

The demon drug Sam over to where the other victims were and tied him up next to them. He then took out a knife and made a small slash in Sam's throat, then put a silver cup under it and began the ritual that Sam had described in his vision. It smeared his blood all over itself then drank the rest of it from the cup. Tears ran down Dean's face as he choked back a sob thinking Sam was dead but then he could see his brother's chest rise and fall and knew he was still alive.

"Sammy!" He cried out in desperation, not knowing how to help him. Then suddenly the image behind the glass began to fade. "Noooo!" Dean began once more pounding on the glass with his fists. "Sammy!"

He never saw Kyle and his men come up behind him.

"What the hell's going on in here?" Kyle shouted as he walked up behind Dean.

"That thing's got my brother!" Dean continued pounding on the mirror, but the image now was gone.

"What the hell are you talking about?" Kyle looked toward the mirror but only saw his own reflection looking back.

"You got to help me! You got to help me break the mirror! He's inside the mirror!"

Kyle looked back at the other men and nodded. Six of them stepped forward and began pulling Dean away from the mirror.

"No! No! He's got my brother!" Dean dropped the salt gun and holy water as he fought them. He was able to take four of them down but four more ran over to take their place and they finally managed to pull him away from the mirror and outside. "Let go of me my brother's in there!" He screamed as he struggled with them.

"Look I don't know what's going on with you….if your on drugs or what….."

"My brother's in that house! He's inside the mirror! All the missing people…. they're inside the mirror!" Even as Dean yelled it he realized what he must sound like to the men. He took a deep breath and tried to calm down. "Look, I'm not a lunatic…you can let me go, I'll explain…."

As soon as Dean pretended to calm down the men relaxed their grip on him. When they did he spun around and grabbed the security guard's gun and pointed it at them.

"Back off! Back off!" He screamed as he backed into the house. Once inside he felt like he had been punched in the stomach, all the mirrors in the area he had been in now looked the same and he couldn't remember which one he had seen Sam in. He knew the gun held six bullets and there were nine mirrors directly in front of him, Sam was in one of them. He began firing one bullet at a time into each mirror praying he'd hit the right one, they each shattered into a million pieces. When he fired the fifth bullet into a mirror it also shattered but instead of just the frame remaining there was now a black mist covering the hole where the mirror had been. Dean didn't hesitate, he picked up the salt gun and holy water he had dropped and stepped into the frame.

The smell of decaying bodies and the iron smell of blood permeated the air. Dean opened the holy water and kept it in one hand while he kept the salt gun in the other. He winced as he looked at the blood on the floor, his brother's blood. He followed the blood trail deeper into a dark cavern littered with numerous passageways. He had seen the demon string his brother up with the others as he looked through the mirror but now that he was inside, everything looked alike and he had no idea which passageway led to Sam.

"Sammy!" He shouted down each of the passageways keeping the salt gun out in front of him. "Sammy!"

He could hear a low growl coming from one of them and slowly walked toward it. When he got to the end he found the bodies of the missing people including Sam hanging like pieces of meat from the ceiling. Sam, barely breathing, was the only one who appeared to be alive.

"Sammy…." Dean cautiously approached his brother; he knew the demon was more then likely lurking nearby. He began chanting a prayer in Latin as he headed toward Sam and could hear the demon's angry growl echo throughout the cavern.

"Oh God Sammy." He said softly when he was close enough to see his brother's badly beaten body. "Sammy?" He put his hand on Sam's face as he blinked back tears.

Sam slowly and painfully raised his head and looked into his brother's face.

"D….Dean…." He said weakly

Dean put the holy water down as he took out his pocket knife. He had just begun to cut Sam down when he was violently hit in the side. The knife flew out of his hand as his body was thrown away from Sam. The demon now stood in front of his brother holding Dean's knife. But before Dean could react the demon grabbed Sam's hair and pulled his head back then made a deep slash across his throat. Blood squirted from Sam's throat and ran down his chest as his body began to go into convulsions. The demon looked over at Dean as it licked his brother's blood off of his hand.

"Nooooooooo!" Dean screamed as he managed to get up and run toward his brother.

TBC