Chapter 19

"You want to know what I'm doing to him," said Lothos as he walked back into the attic. Dean and Jack stared in shock. Lothos looked just like Dean. He even sounded like him.

"You son of a bitch," said Dean and was about to lunge himself at him when Jack grabbed his arm.

"Don't," said Jack. "You'll only get hurt." Dean glared.

"What the hell are you doing to my brother?" said Dean.

Sam walked over to stand by Lothos.

"SAM!" said Dean. "He's not Dean. I am. "

"This is one gift that me and my brother share. We can both make ourselves look like anybody," said Lothos.

"What are you doing!" yelled Dean. Lothos walked over and took the gun away from Dean and handed it back to Sam.

"No," said Dean.

"I'm going to show you what I'm doing to you're brother," said Lothos. He looked at Sam.

"Sam," he said.

"Yeah," said Sam.

"Who am I?" asked Lothos. Sam looked.

"Dean," said Sam. "You're my brother." Lothos grinned and looked back at Dean.

"What!" said Dean. "No Sam. He is not your brother. I am."

"I want you to take these two to the room where you have your treatments," said Lothos.

"Ok," said Sam and pointed the gun at Dean and Jack. "Let's go," he said.

"What treatments Sam," said Jack. "What is he talking about?" Sam gestured with the gun andDean and Jack started to walk. Jack looked down at Tony, not really wanting to leave him alone.

"Don't worry," said Lothos. "He'll be ok. It's no fun when he's unconscious. Let's go." Dean and Jack walked out of the attic and down the hall followed by Sam. They entered a room that Lothos had made comepletely dark.

"Sam, I want you to tie them down to those chairs. Strap them down tight," said Lothos.

"Ok," answered Sam. "Move!"

"Sam listen to me," said Dean, but Sam shoved him toward the chair and pushed him down into it. He strapped his hands to the arms and looked at Jack. He sat down and Sam also strapped him down, then Sam walked over to Lothos.

"Good Sam," said Lothos and handed him some bottled water. Sam shoook his head. "I don't want it Dean," he said. "It tastes funny."

"He is not Dean Sam," said Dean. "I am." Sam turned back to Lothos.

"Do as your told Sam," said Lothos, and handed Sam the bottle.

"Don't drink that Sam," said Jack but Sam drank and immediately got dizzy and had to hold on to the wall.

"Sam," yelled Dean.

Lothos led Sam over to another chair and strapped his hands and feet down to it. He took what looked to Dean and Jack to be a hood. It was leather and it fit over his entire face. There were slots for his nose and mouth, but Dean and Jack both stared in shock as he placed it over Sam's head. The front, where the eyes go, had a piece that fit on Sam's eyes to force them to remain open. He couldn't close them. He couldn't even blink.

"NO, SAM!" yelled Dean. "What the hell are you doing?" He screamed at Lothos. "DON'T DO THAT!"

"Lothos," yelled Jack. "Don't!" Lothos grinned and pushed a laser over to where Sam was restrained.

"NO!" yelled Sam, beginning to fight. "I don't want too Dean, please! It hurts to bad! PLEASE DON'T!!" Sam continued to struggle but couldn't get away.

"Sam!" yelled Dean. Both he and Jack began to struggle to free themselves. Lothos grinned and turned the machine on. There was a piece that fit right down in front of Sam's eyes. The laser light shot into Sam's eyes repeatedly and rapidly like a strobe light. Sam screamed in pain as the light hit his brain over and over! Sam couldn't close his eyes! He couldn't even blink as the strobes continued to bombard his head. Sam screamed again.

"SAM!" yelled Dean again. "STOP LOTHOS! You bastard! Let him go! I'll kill you! I swear I will! LET HIM GO!!!!!! SAMMY!!!!!"

Lothos kept the lasers going as Jack continued to struggle. After about 30 minutes, Sam just went numb and stopped fighting, but the lasers continued.

"No!" yelled Jack as he seen the change in Sam. He concentrated, filled with fury at what Lothos was doing to him. The straps fell off his hands and he reached down and undid his feet. The light had been steadily strobing into Sam's eyes for 45 minutes straight by the time Jack had finally got away. Sam was just there. He was totally numb. He didn't feel anything.