These are the shortest chapters I've ever done...I'm so sorry...
chapter 6
"Okay...where would a witch be buried...scrap that. Where would anything be buried in here?"
Sam glanced at the dirt. Well that happened to surround 79% of the world. Not helping. He needed something a lot more local to his location.
There was a loud thud and an 'oommph' from Dean to the side of Sam and he tensed, but more thuds as Dean ran on yelling back. "I'm Okay, no need to ask!"
Another roll of his eyes.
Sam thought back to the ghost, if anything stood out...?
She wasn't wearing anything, or holding anything in particular...
Something clicked.
The rash...it almost looked like...like poison Ivy...
Sam darted his eyes to the side and saw a clump of the stuff a few meters away.
Bingo!
As soon as Sam reached the bush he found the upturned earth and used half a broken stick to start digging and clawing it away.
As soon as the log made contact on the witches 'grave' Sam felt an inhuman force as he was flung backwards, a cry choked off as he hit a tree and propelled off into a half spin harshly landing on his side.
"Per...fect..." Sam gasped.
You know what to do...
well if you don't...I'd lovingly hint at the review button...and maybe batt my eyelids...but I'm not hinting...not at all.
Well...