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DAY 03
THE HUMAN FACTOR
John Winchester almost jump from his truck at the sight of the ghost of his youngest son...He stare open wide eyes, and reach a trembling hand toward Sammy form...
"S...Son" John shock at the weakeness of his own voice
Inside the cabin's truck the air is getting colder, John can see the puffs of his scare breath and he feels like trembling... and not only for cold...
John just stop the truck beside the road and try to listen to his son
"Please, Dad... you... need ...to help me... Dont let me stay here for the eternity... Help Dean... he is hurting...I can reach him... Im not alone here Dad... help me "-
"Who else is with you Samuel, tell me , who is there?"
"Evil... Im with the ...evil...Its hur...t...s..."
Sammy's form began to flicker... like a bad reception image.
"I...m ...l..os...t...Da...dd...y... d...ont...let...me...g...o.."
And then nothing, the heavinees in the truck cabin dissaper, so do the cold.
"SAM...SAMMY..." John shout to his son...he pass a shaking hand over his face and start the truck again... he need for once... listen to his son... first things,first... his Sammy ask him to help Dean, so he will doit
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SAINT MICHAEL CHURCH... FELICITY TOWN.
In middle of one of the worst storm in five years, Dean walk to the door of the town's church, in his desperation and worry for his baby brother and in the frenetic search he start, he almost miss something very important... the human factor...So he need to re start to ask questions, its very clear that they are fighting a demon... so agaist Evil... he need God.
"Hello... is anybody home...Father? ...God?"
Dean walk through the short steps of the church, hearing the eco of his steps in the desolate place.
He just stop in front Saint Mary image an light on two candles...just in case...
"In this case any kind of help is welcome" Say Dean to himself..
"Good morning... Son! Welcome to the God's house. Im Father Gabriel Jackson...and you are??
"Dean Wi...Wittfild, " Say dean taking the hand the Father is stretching to him.
"Sorry, for the question... but ..You dont live in this town ? Do you?
"No, actually my brother and I , are making a job and trying to help an old friend, thats why I need to ask your help"
"Sure son, What friend are you helping for ?" The priest point Dean to a chair to sit down.
"Daniel Crawford... do you remember him ? Dean saw the slight tremor in the father face at the mention of that name.
"Daniel... god... thats a big shame, he was a great kid... you know.. always so kind and just, he was a good son , good teacher and good friend"
"His parents say that Daniel dont have any friend?"
"Arent you Daniel friend? I mean you just say that you and your brother are here for help a..."
"I know..I know, we are really investigating about his case, you know his disappearance and all the unsolved things around him. Can you tell me something, anything that you remember, even the tiny detail can be useful"
"The weather..." Say the priest looking through the window"
"Yeah! Is awful, seems like a very bad storm system and all, but, what do you remember about Daniel" Dean is loosing his patience now.
"No , I mean the weather condition was the same , when Danny get lost, first that livestock problem, then the unexpected cold and then the electric storms and the rain... always the rain... like the sky was crying for five days..."
"Wow, five days" Dean suddenly remember Sam voice reading him about Crawford's death
"What do you mean with five days"
"Just like now, the weather change abruptly and along five days tend to get worse... and in the fifth day... all come back to normal"
Dean feel a shiver in his column.."You talk about a live stock problem, what thats exactly?"
"Two or three days before the weather change the cattle animals just passed out, like a very strange disease attacked at all, they just fall death in front of your eyes, without any medical reason"
"And then, the cold begin?"
"Yes, and a lot of childrens fall ill, and just like now, the town seem ghostly, like if the people fear to be outside...Just that Morrison man walk the streets in this days... and now you, of course"
"Who is this Morrison man , Why is he so special"
"He owns half of the town, he was a lawyer, and in one way or another , when his clients passed out, he took the money and properties.. he is a very rich man... but also a very lonely one... he dont have know relatives or family... he also walk silenty and alone for the streets, the childrens fear him"
"You think that this Morrison guy, have something to do with Crawford's death?"
"People talks... say a lot of things... somethings truth ... lies and tales anothers... but.."
"WHAT... what the people say..."
Father Jackson sigh before to talk " They dont have any memory about when Morrison come to the town, the kids say that he live in a cursed house, and that. they see him making weird things"
"What kind of weird things"
"Sacrifices, fulling a strange bowl with blood and talking to it.. you know black magic "
"Do you believe in black magic?"
"I believe in God,son, and if exist a God... why not an Evil" The old man just see Dean to the eyes in that moment.. that make Dean gulp..."You talk about a brother... where is he now ?
"That the real reason why I m here... I cant found him... He was lost three days ago ...""I fear that he can be suffering the same fate that Crawford, He just turn 23 years, and he is my only family"
"Oh God, Poor kid"
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Sam can see his father driving to a dark road... he look pale and worried...and he look like he is ...crying???!... Naah is Dad never cry, even when he is hurt... He want to touch him , talk to him.. tell him how scare he is... and how much he need him... and the most important , asking to take care of Dean... he dont want Dean to be hurt... not now.. not never...he is talking with John, Thanks god he has this last chance...
"I...m...l..os...t...Da..dd..y...d...ont...le...t...me...go..."
Sam suddenly open his eyes and take a deep breath , his head hurts, he can swear that he talks with his Dad... he is dissociatying... is normal, he read that in some psychology book.
"Great, now Im going crazy" Sam start to laugh aloud, and laugh and laugh, until he is sobbing
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Dean is searching, trying to see something inside the big and dark house that seems to be empty, but he cant see anything just a half dozen of black dogs with very big fangs. In that moment his cell phone become alive...
"Dad... thanks God, its already time ...where in the..."
"Dean , just shut up, ... where are you"
Dean give his father the short version of where he is.
"Dont make anything, I need to see you Dean, we dont have much time , come back to your motel and see me in there, just gimme the address"
While Dean was opening his motel's door cant see the dark form stalking him. When he hear a crash just turn around and see like seems a very old man, with a big dagger pointing to his heart.
"My Lord claim your blood to end the sacrifices. HE needs your death.. the lamb is conected with your life force... you must die".
"Sorry to disappointing you" Dean throw his body to all his forces to the old man, who become to be more strong that Dean expected.
"Where is my brother... where do you take him..."
Morrison are strugling with Dean in a forces contest.
"He is just a vessel, he is empty now... my Master drink all his forces... he is already death"
"You lie... you say it asshole, he is conected with me... Im not death, so Sammy is not death"
Dean just blink for a second and the old man, took his neck between his hands and start to choking him.
"Now... you will be death... and the sacrifices can be finished... the chosen one is for my Lord"
Dean was choking... he is thinking in Sam... he cant die, he cant betray Sam... he is seeing dark spots now... God this guy is so strong...
He hear the sound of a door slamming open, and then his father is standing, there with a gun in is hands... he try to say him .. no, but Morrison increse the hold in his throat... then he just hear the BANG, and the cold hands live his neck...When he open his eyes again he can see Morrison death over the motel's floor.
"NOOO!!...NOOOO... YOU STUPID IDIOT... NOOO! HE WILL TELL ME WHERE SAMMY IS... NO..."
Dean was punching his Dad in the chest and in the same time he was crying like a lost child.
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"What is REAL?" asked the Rabbit one day, when they were lying side by side near the nursery fender, before Nana came to tidy the room. "Does it mean having things that buzz inside you and a stick-out handle?" "Real isn't how you are made," said the Skin Horse. "It's a thing that happens to you. When a child loves you for a long, long time, not just to play with, but REALLY loves you, then you become Real." "Does it hurt?" asked the Rabbit. "Sometimes," said the Skin Horse, for he was always truthful. "When you are Real you don't mind being hurt."
Sam was recinting the old nursery rhyme that he and his brother use to read when they were kids, he learn by memory his favorite part... and when he was scared or hurt, ask Dean or Dad to read aloud for him. He is reciting and crying soft tears, he dont know what is real..now...
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