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Visions from Hell
Chapter ten
Sam's face wrinkled with disgust as he looked at the cannibalized body.
"We got to stop this thing Dean or it's just going to keep on killing."
Dean pulled out the map.
"Well we should be able to reach the mine in about a day. Let's hope the thing is in there when we do."
"And let's hope salting and burning it destroys it."
"Well if it doesn't, we might end up being that thing's next lunch."
They got back in the canoe and pushed off into the river. A few hours later they pulled over for the night.
"Well according to the map we should be at the mine by tomorrow." Dean said as they both stood looking out over the river.
"I just hope it's in time to save Tony."
Dean looked over at Sam and could tell he was feeling guilty for not being able to convince Tony to listen to him.
"Sam, if we're too late to save Tony I don't want you blaming yourself….You tried to warn him."
"Yeah, but I went at it the wrong way. I shouldn't have just blurted it out the way I did."
"You did what you had to do. You told him what you saw."
"But I should have tried to explain to him about my visions first. I should have waited till we were over at their camp eating dinner with them and then brought it up. Maybe he would have listened then, after he knew us a little better. Instead I ended up just scaring them both. Now that thing has Tony and who knows where Frank is."
"Well hopefully Frank's long gone. You didn't see him in your vision did you?"
"No, I only saw Tony and that other man. But that doesn't mean he wasn't there."
"Well tomorrow we'll check out the mine shaft. There should be a lot of old timber in there that will burn up pretty quick. We can salt the entrance stopping it from leaving, then see if we can find Tony and anyone else that might be in there and get them out, then light the whole thing up. Tomorrow if we're lucky this thing should be over with."
"I hope so."
Later that night
Dean woke up to the sound of Sam talking in his sleep.
"Jess….Jess …" Sam rolled his head back and forth as a tear ran down his face. "Jess don't go….Jess….Jess!" Sam suddenly sprang up in the sleeping bag.
"Whoa Sammy….it was just a dream." Dean said as he put his hand out stopping his brother from jumping up.
"Oh man…." Sam pinched the bridge of his nose. "It was so real."
"I thought you weren't having these dreams about Jess that much anymore."
"I'm not…"
"Well go back to sleep, you need to get some rest." Dean knew that Sam's wounded side still bothered him and he didn't like the idea of going face to face with this thing when his brother wasn't one hundred percent well. He knew they should hold off a day or two but he knew Sam wouldn't hear of it. The longer they waited the less chance of getting Tony out of there alive. Dean stood up and stretched.
"Where are you going?"
"I'm going to pack some of our supplies into the canoe so tomorrow we can just get up and go."
"I'll help you…You shouldn't be out there alone." Sam started to get up.
"Sam get some rest I'll be fine. There's not much to pack and I'll only be a few minutes."
Sam laid back down on the sleeping bag as Dean walked some of the supplies down to the canoe and began anchoring them down inside with ropes so if they hit turbulent water they wouldn't fall out.
Sam had just shut his eyes when he heard someone call his name. He opened them and looked into his dead girlfriend's face.
"Jess?" Sam sat up. "Jessica…"
"Sam…" She put out her hand. "I need you to come with me."
"But…" Sam knew Jess was dead but something made him get up and go with her. "Jess…how…."
She reached up and put her fingers at his lips silencing him.
"Just come with me Sam. We can be together again."
She led him over to an outcropping of rocks that hung over the river then began leading him up the steep side.
The campsite
When Dean was done tying the supplies into the canoe he walked back to their campsite. Sam was gone.
"Sam." Dean said turning around looking in all directions. "Sammy!"
When there was no answer Dean started to panic. How could Sam disappear in such a short time?
"Sammy!"
Then a movement at the top of a nearby cliff caused him to look up. Standing at the edge of it was Sam, looking out over the river.
"Sammy!"
Dean ran over and climbed to the top of the cliff. He then slowly walked toward his brother.
"Sammy…what are you doing?"
"Dean, Jess came back." Sam smiled as he looked out over the river.
"Sammy she's not here…" Dean inched forward. "Remember when I thought I saw Mom?…Well it's the same thing….It's just an illusion…Jess is dead Sam, she's not coming back."
"But she's right here…Can't you see her?" He pointed out into the air. "Oh God she looks beautiful Dean." Sam took a few steps forward.
"Sammy! Don't go any further. Wait till I get there, I want to see her too." Dean said hoping to stop Sam from moving closer to the edge.
"Jess? Jess wait, where are you going? ….Wait for me..." Sam stepped off the cliff just as Dean flung himself forward and grabbed the back of his shirt.
"Sammy! Sammy quit struggling!" Dean tried to reach down and grab Sam's arm but he could feel him slipping and finally the shirt ripped and Sam plunged toward the river.
"Noooooooo!" Dean screamed as he watched Sam fall toward the river, but before his body hit the water a black mist swept by taking Sam with it.
TBC