Chapter Sixteen
There had to be at least a dozen monsters that surrounded Dean.
All of them were black dogs - nightcrawlers. They could shift form between dog and human. But all of them were full scale, hell-houndish dogs.
Shit. He searched his pockets for silver. Nothing. The only thing he came up with was his lighter.
No way was he using that. He didn't want to see what was in the shadows.
Just as he was thinking that he was doomed, there was an odd sound.
A screeching sound.
Right next to Dean, a brilliant, bright, big blue box appeared. All of the Black Dogs barked, and ran in the opposite direction. That was understandable. The box was emitting a light that would seem bright in ordinary circumstances. But in Purgatory? The light was blinding.
There was a sound as the door creaked open. Dean slowly backed away, not entirely running, as he was curious as to what this box was, but wary nonetheless.
Fingers curled on the side of door, slowly opening it. A head popped out…
Rissa.
"Hello, Dean," she said.