Hey everyone. Sorry I took so long to update. Now there's only one chapter left, and it'll be a little shorter than this one. Thanks to all my readers and reviewers: SilverStorm, samantha-dean, Turner97, Bluemoondestiny, and Candy. Here's another chapter...

Chapter 14... When Your Mind Becomes A Carnival Freakshow

4 PM

Leah looked around, her eyes adjusting to the darkness around her. The dim lamp was still switched on inside the basement, but nothing was really that illuminated. She kept her arms outstretched in front of her chest as she walked around, often banging into tools and pans. It was humid inside the basement, damp. Little droplets of sweat fell down her forehead onto her face and on the floor. She blew out, and looked back to Sam, who was also blindly searching for a key.

"This is getting us nowhere," Sam finally said.

"I know, I know. But what choice do we have? Where else can we look?"

Sam shook his head in defeat. Time was almost up. They still hadn't found the key.

After a moment of awkward silence, while they had stared at each other blankly, Leah looked towards the stairway. "I want to give it my all. I don't want to go, just fade away, without having to fight for my existence. We can still do something. We just need to think outside the box. And we have to keep looking." She stepped on the first step of the stairway and glanced to him, "You coming?"

He didn't know.

"I'll be waiting," she told him, as she disappeared above.

As she stepped out into the ground floor, she breathed in the slightly cooler air around her. Suddenly, she heard a crashing sound from above.

What the hell? She thought.

"Audric? Basil? Is everything okay?"

No answer.

There was no time to waste now. She ran into the kitchen and picked up one of the knives scattered on the floor. It was long and thin, shining brilliantly. She gulped, thinking little of any consequences, and ran up the stairs. As soon as she walked into the hall above, she was face to face with Cripps, who was crying.

There was a key in her hand.

"What happened?" Leah asked her, knowing something had gone horribly wrong.

"I don't want to do any of this. I didn't ask to be trapped here! I want to go back home!" As she shouted into the air, the lights of the hallway mysteriously flickered on and off, but only for a second. Leah had promptly hidden the knife behind her back, and stepped slowly towards Cripps.

"Tell me what happened, Basil…"

Cripps wiped the tears away with her free hand, clutching the key tightly in the other. Her eyes were a light reddish colour, an apprehensive and confused expression on her face. As Leah walked another step towards her, Cripps suddenly smiled.

"There's nothing to tell Leah."

"I'm not quite sure of that. What's that key in your hand for…? Can I see it?"

Leah put her left hand in front of her, and Cripps suddenly grabbed the key with both hands and pulled it to her chest. She looked a little shocked, and was sobbing quietly at the same time.

"N-no-no Leah… Nuh-now I can finally escape…"

Out of nowhere, she burst into a cackling type of laughter, which frightened Leah. She was very, very close to using her knife.

"Basil, give me the key."

"I didn't want to tell you all about the other power. I thought I wouldn't ever need to. But then the note… it told me that only one of us could survive. H-he… he was watching everything we did. And if only one of us wasn't alive… then he'd come and kill all of us… I had to do it Leah… You understand, don't you? You'd do it too… Wouldn't you? Wouldn't you!"

"Give it to me."

"Nopedy nopedy." She started beaming again. Then she put one of her hand's in front of her face and waved to Leah. "Bye bye, Leah."

Before anything could further happen, Leah ran towards Cripps with all her force, spearing her right into the hallway floor. Cripps let of a startled sigh and a gasp of air, as Leah sat on top of her, pointing the sharp knife to her neck.

"Just relax Cripps. Don't do anything drastic."

Cripps made a sad expression. "But I already killed him."

"Killed who?" Asked Leah, predicting the answer long before.

Cripps didn't reply. Suddenly, Leah felt herself being pushed back by an invisible force, like earlier with the demon. She was raised and stuck against the ceiling, and the knife fell from her hands onto the floor, right next to Cripps. Cripps stood up, gazing at Leah, a far away look in her eyes. "I think I have to kill you now," she whispered, as she bend down and picked up the knife.

"Please Basil, don't do this," Leah begged.

"Okay," replied Cripps, as she levitated the knife, and jabbed it right into the middle of Leah's belly. Leah let out a short groan, as Cripps walked past beneath her. Leah was then dropped onto the floor from the ceiling, the knife going fully through one side of her stomach and through the other. Cripps didn't say anything. She just continued walking down the stairs, slowly, key still held securely in her hand.

Meanwhile… (In the basement)

Sam rummaged through rubbish, looking aimlessly for the key. Thoughts of death clouded his mind, and everything seemed garbled. Amidst the search, he hadn't noticed that the door behind him had opened. Only when someone was a just behind him did Sam turn around. His mouth hung open in shock, as he saw his brother, Dean, standing there, a relieved smile on his face.

"Sammy…" That familiar voice said.

Sam didn't care. He just left everything and hugged his brother tightly. Dean hugged him back, and Sam felt he was never this thankful for anything.

"But-but… how did you get here?" Sam asked, between short gulps of air.

"Don't ask Sammy, don't ask. I'll explain it all on our way out."

Sam nodded happily, like a four year old about to get an ice cream cone. "I still have to get the others," he murmured, as he walked ahead of Dean.

Dean grinned and spoke softly, "Sure." But within the flash of a second, Dean had picked up a sledge-hammer from the floor of the basement, and hit Sam over the back of his head with it. Sam didn't even have a second to react. Just the instant flash of dulling pain, followed by unwilling unconsciousness. Dean continued grinning, and threw the hammer on the floor. He took off the jacket and his shirt, and painfully started transforming.

Outside…

Dean was finally at the house. Somehow. God was on his side. Nothing could go wrong. He had reached on time. Now all he needed to do was get inside and get Sam, and everything would be alright…

Thats all. Yes, im sorry if the chapter was a little confusing. And I wont be posting spoilers for the final chapter on my page, but I will be updating soon. I hope you liked it, and please let me know what you think... Thanks!