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A/N: This is a "tragic" chapter, not just for the content, also the first time I try to post, the site dont let me, I got the great idea to change the chapter for another text program... and he decide to erase it... so I need to write it again... I hope this time my 8th, chapter can make it.

So... here we go again.

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Burial alive : ...such methods have been used as a very cruel method of execution, since it can last sufficiently long for the victim to comprehend and image every stage of what is happening ..(being trapped in total darkness with very limited or no movements and what will happen to them,and to experience panic and estreme claustrophobia)..."

DAY 5

OUT OF TIME

"Your family is better without you.. Samuel, you are just hurt them... they hate you ..."

"Come on, just give me your hand...come on ,son... give me your hand"

"Im sorry.. Dean...Im so sorry..."

Sam can feel a cold and skeleton like hand toucing the tips of his fingers, he is sobbing and crying without tears... he was so dehydrated to tears... he just close his eyes and try to be brave..

"It over... everything is over..." Was Sam last thoughs.

He shivers at the sound of a sadistic laught inside his coffin.

"At the end... I win... Im the master of the "chosen one" , I will become invincible..."

Sam feels like he was inside a freezer, even breathing hurt his lungs...he feels a real panic... terror...Suddenly he hear something like a very soft song...someone is singing

"Sleep, baby, sleep...your father tend the sheep..."

"Wh...wha..t...s...th..a..t...?

"NOOO !!, dont you dare, give me your hand , come on"

Sam feels a warm hand brushing his hair, and a sweet voice whispering tender words in his ears

"Your mother shakes the dreamland tree...and from it fall sweet dreams of thee..sleep, baby, sleep"

"N...OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!

And the cold and... terror are gone, Sam feel warm again, and a soft hand caressing his face, a sweet smell invade his nostrils and ..someone place a kiss in his cheek...

"Sleep..baby...sleep"

"Mom...???!!"

For the first time in this hard journey, Sam can sleep at peace...

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Felicity town was involved in a very thick fog and the cold make the bones hurt, the sky has a very weird dark green color, the wind whistled in every corner, so hard and stronge that even made the windows rattle.

Dean and John Winchester are running out of time , they are heading to the church again, in separate cars, the passenger seat in the Impala is just for Sammy, Dean know how childilish that sound, but the shotgun place belong to his brother, no one else, neither his Dad.

Dean feel very nervous, the lack of food and sleep, have his guard down, and the weird dreams and the words that Missouri tell his Dad, are pushing his nerves.

When they are walking the shortsteps to the church, Father Jackson spot them and open the door,

"Its happening again , isnt it?"

"Excuse me..." Ask Dean very confused

"Just like when Daniel disapear, the weather, the silence, all the town seems to be afraid".

"This is my father Jhon", John stretch is hand to the priest.

"My sons were here a couple of days ago, talking to you about Daniel Crawford, Morrison, the man you mentioned pay us a visit, no a very grateful one... and now he desapair in the thin air, any idea where can he be Father...?

"Anyone know anything about that man, just where he lives... and some creepy stories ... but anything for sure...Do you search him in is house...?

"Yeah... and there was nothing... only that ugly dogs"

"What is really happening here... as I tell you the first .. I believe in God... and Im sure that this is something about evil... isnt it ?

Dean start to tell the God's man about the things they found... the visit of Morrison and his awakening between the deads... and most important about Sam kidnnapping.

"Then you think that this young man was buried for Morrison ???"

"As an instrument for a demoniac plan. Something much bigger that humans can think... and Sam happen to be in the middle of this demon...Do you have an idea where that guy can take my brother?

"He owns half of the town... a lot of old houses... and big extensions of land...where we will begin?"

Dean slumps in is sit, he was like at the begin... clueless.

"When you find your brother, can you give him this..."Father Jackson put in Dean's hand a silver cross, dangling in a chain... "I know that maybe you arent catholic... but God protects all the good people... and you are fighting in the good side::"

"Sure.. he will love it... Thanks !!!"

"What do we do now, Dad?..."

"Lets talk with Daniel parents...they maybe...come on ..."

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Sam awoke in the most absolut darkness, but felling more in calm, like if a very heay load was being lifted from his shoulders... he feels incredible weak and in pain...but he wasnt afraid anymore, for a reason that he can understand he feel better now..

Then Sam honored one more time his older brother... who always tell him... "Sammy , this isnt finished.. until the fat woman sings... "or something like that... for Dean, Sam start again to kick and punch weakly to his prision... maybe for the last time.

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Lydia and Roger Crawford share with Winchester infirmation from the las the days of Daniel and even some photos, the old couple ending crying for their lost son.

""Lydia, the last time we were here, you tell us that Daniel dont had many friends... did he had troubles with people...?

"Oh no, contrary, a lot of people love him,he like to help people, in any way... he was a good kid,...

"He just enjoy the most, be at home, reading or writing something... he buy one of those smalls computer and use it all the time. He like to pass the time talking with us...an doing reserchs"

"Daniel was diferent... you know?... since he was born, we know that he was special"

"What do you mean for special" Ask Dean, sharing a look with his father..

"Its like he can read other people's minds, he can feel the vibes for the peoplo. Like an "aura's reading"

"When he went lost, we think that maybe some circus or people, took him away.. for somekind of freakshow..."

"Roger, please...!!"

"Danny use to like all the people, he just had a couple troubles with that strange lawyer ...Morrison"

The strong wind banging the windows, open them right in that moment scattering papers and nick knacks for all the hall.

"You say Morrison??? What kind of troubles had your son with him?"

"Daniel dont like him... he says that he can feel some kind of bad vibes for that man, they even has a couple of fights, the first for Daniel's kids, his students, that guy scare them and he like it, and the second for Daniel walks..."

"Excuse me"...

"Daniel use to take long walks in the forest outside the town, even take his students with him, but when Morrison buy them he dont allow anymore the entrance to the woods, he even change it the name... "Dark valley woods" ...what kind of name whats that ???"

"Do you think that man have something to do, with Daniel's murder?... By the way, where is the other kid that be with you the first time.. he seems to be very interesed in my sons dead?"

"He has another case to atend, that why I take his place... and we are investigating Morrison, but we dont know nothing for sure, not yet..."

"Thats not true..."

"DEAN..."

"No, Dad, we dont have time for this... Sammy dont have time for this... My brother is missing and we fear that he can suffer the same destiny that Daniel"

"Oh , my God..."

With that Dean tell the Crawfords what they now about his son kidnnapping and Morrison... its ironic who two complete stranges families are united now for the lost of a loved one.

"If you know something about that kid, tell us , please? " Roger and Lydia Crawford meet the Winchester in his door house and whis them good luck.

"Yeah, sure...I will brouhgt him with you to drink your delicious cocoa..mmmh?"

That made the couple smile.. "Sure, sweetheart.."

Dean say good bay, but before climb in his car he turn around... "Lydia, you say that these woods had another name... before morrison buy them... " Lydia crawford nod at Dean... "Do you remember what that name is?

"Sure, "Silent souls forest"...Why?

"I dont know, maybe is nothing... thanks again"

"Bye"

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Sam was lying in fetal position,"how you born... you die "the pain in his body is unbereable and the tremors in his hands are getting worse, he was breathing in short gasps and his eyes feel heavy... he know... he was in the throes of death... he feel very sad, for cant see again his family... for the guilt he know Dean can be feel.. for live him alone... Dean hate to be alone...But he was in calm... Now he was ready...

He feel like an electric shock pass his body, and lost consiousnes, he was having a seizure

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"Dean, you need to eat... we need to move on..."

"This is a waste of time, is already night again, we must to be out there not here chating over a stupid meal" Dean push his plate like it smell bad.

"And what can we do, Dean... dig the entire forest.. that will take us weeks... We are missing something..." John stand up and began to search for his journal.

"The Neils, Webbers, Adlers...Crawford... the only link is that all of them lost a son in a very young age, all of them say that their sons were ...smarts...quiet...specials..."

"Wow,wow,wow...what the hell do you mean by specials..."

"You know... lonely kids... lovers of books... with a strange way to sense people...calms...just like..."

"Like Sammy" say dean in a whispers..."I cant believe it , old man, you know that thig is searching special kids, and knowing that you send us here...You stupid selfish... you use Sam as a bait...You are..."

"Its not like that Dean...it..."

"Just shut up...ok...shut up your stupid mouth"

Dean fall face down in the bed, beggin for sleep to come and take away the pain and panic...

The smell of forest is incredible, he was walking again in a green road, then there is that white robed woman... and the sobs , the tearful cries... he follow the sound and see him again, the small child sitting in the middle of a rock circles, sobbing and crying as in great pain...Dean reach the kid, and when the child lift his face, Dean can see his baby brother face with empty and black eyes"

"SAMMY..." He jump for bed, he was still dressed,his Dad is at the coffee table, reading, thinking... he look to his clock, 3:00 in the morning... "God, this is making a habit"

He went to the bathroom, to wet his face, when he stand up, he sees the mirror dim..."What the h... if I dont even use hot water..." when he clean the mirror with his hands he almost jump off of his body... behind of him, was the very transparent, pale and gaunt form of his Sammy.

"Help me...please...help..." Say the ghostly form before vanished.

Dean run out of the bathroom, and found his Dad staring to the door.

"Do you see him...?

"He is over there..." pointing to the door.

"Help ...me "

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