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Chapter 2

Sam sat on the edge of his bed, with a few beads of sweat still dripping down his face from his forehead. He wiped the back of his left hand across his forehead then lied back down on his bed.

The morning light shone through the lonely window of the room upon him. Sam lied there on his back going over in his head about what had happened in his dream. He remembered seeing a sign saying Route 87 and then he later remembered seeing a welcome sign to the Adirondack Park.

Sam sat up on his bed going over and over the dream. He had to figure out when it would happen, so he could go and save the woman. He had closed his eyes and was thinking long and hard on the moon. Suddenly he opened his eyes. He had figured out that it was a full moon. So that meant it would happen tonight or tomorrow. He quickly stood up off of his bed.

'I need to help that woman. Should I tell Dean? Hurry up Dean, if we are going to save this woman. He's probably only just filled the car up so he won't be back for a while. No. I'm not going to let that innocent woman die because he wouldn't hurry up and I had a chance to save her.' Sam thought while he was pacing around the room.

He quickly grabbed Dean's knife, he knew Dean always kept it under his pillow encase of unexpected guests, and then he grabbed one of his guns from his bag. He then grabbed his jacket with his room key and wallet and headed out off the room. He had locked the door and walked away.

Meanwhile, Dean had already got some gas and had stopped at a side café on the way back, to get some breakfast for him and Sam. He didn't stay long but he had time to chat up the waitress, but didn't get her number. After admitting defeat he paid the bill, with a small tip, then went out to his beloved Impala to go back to the motel.

He put the food on the passenger seat and drove as quickly as he could, back to the motel.

He later pulled into the motel's car park, and parked outside the room he was staying in. He grabbed the food, which he hadn't already eaten, and shut and locked the car door. He walked over to his room and put his spare hand on the handle. He tried to turn the door handle but the door was locked.

'Why the hell did you lock the door Sammy?' Dean thought whilst he was fumbling around in his jacket pocket for his keys.

'Well if he has gone to sleep, I can't blame him. Knowing what we do. A Demon could show up at any time.'

Dean found the key and silently placed it into the lock. He gently pushed the door open and came in silently.

As he shut the door behind he said "Hey, Sammy I brought us some food."

There was no reply so Dean walked in further and was just about to throw Sam's food on him, when he realised that Sam had gone.

"Sam?"

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