Dean heard helpless as the director Soulthief tended a trap for Sam by phone.
As much as he tried to force his throat to produce any sound to alert to Sam, he was unable.
But Dean was still struggling to break free.
The demon hung up the phone with a smile:
"Your father seemed worried about you. You're a good bait, it's sure."
"Son of a bitch! You will touch a hair of Sam and I'll kill you!"
Suddenly Dean surprised felt again he to speak and what he take advantage.
"Bastard asshole! I shit on your dead! ..."
"That vocabulary, young man! Let's start the punishment while other friends to come for you."
Said Chief pretending to have his offended morality.

The short man directed his hand to the boy and began to rotate it slowly, Dean felt like a knife slowly across his brain, with unbearable pain, his nose began to bleed ...
"Aghhhh ...!" he yelled as he struggled to get loose, while the sharp pain became stronger and stronger.
At that moment the door opened.
The Principal turned his head to see a paralyzed Jimmy, eyes wide, looking at the surprising situation:
His friend was fixed to the wall a few feet off the ground and he was bleeding.
The demon unclenched its concentration in Dean to direct it to the meddlesome child.

At that time, Dean's efforts to combat their invisible bonds worked and he could move the bottle of holy water that he still had in his hand. He threw its contents into the face of Principal, as he slipped down the wall.
The demon's face began to smoke in contact with the holy water and the man put his hands to his head screaming in rage and pain.
Dean wasted no time, grabbing the hand of a stunned Jimmy, pulled him running out of the office, through the hallways, now solitary, of the Centre.
"Run, run Jimmy!"
"What happened, Dean?" the boy asked in a trembling voice as he ran from the hand of his friend.

Dean heard footsteps coming down the hallway and opened the first door he saw.
He pushed Jimmy on and he also went inside. He closed the door and he covered his friend's mouth with his hand on, hissing to keep quiet.
The closet was very small. Just a place where apparently,were kept large and rolled maps. So the guys were practically on top of each other in an awkward position. But they endured very still without making a sound, until the sound of footsteps disappeared in the distance.
Dean removed his hand from the mouth of Jimmy.
"You're good?"
"I thi,... think so." he said shakily.
"But if you could remove the knee of my ... my privy parts. Please?"
"What? Huh?"
Dean looked up and realized that his knee was painfully nailed in the crotch of the another boy.
"Ug! Sorry, man."
Dean was repositioned releasing the painful privy parts of Jimmy, and both tried to be as comfortable as possible.
They sat resting his back on both side walls of the narrow closet and moved their legs, one's legs above the other's legs, since they were practically stuck together into the maps' small closet.

"Is it better now?"
Jimmy studied the curious position, with Dean's legs bent around him, and his feet over his shoulders, while his own legs pressed against his body, the knees glued to his face and his feet under the ass of his friend.
"Something better." he conceded.
"What happened? I do not understand anything."
"It was happened is you've saved me, friend, Thank you!"
"Me? Meeee? Really?"
Jimmy was amazed and he get completely flushed, his face turned the color of the poppies, and he put well his glasses wearing crooked quite some time.
Dean thought he was cute.
"Yes, you did."
"Wow, ... I did!"
"You were very brave, Jimmy. Now listen carefully ... I assure you I'm not crazy, but this is what happened ..."
Jimmy listened Dean's explanations, his blue eyes get more and more wide and his glasses slowly sliding down his nose again .

Charlie seemed to be quickly connected with Carla, and when she approached to Charlie was for invite her to lunch.
Of course, she was delighted and soon they was chatting with confidence in the Carla's office.
Charlie told her that the other teachers were very reserved when she asked them about the accidents in the center:
"We have orders from the Director Soulfield for be extremely discreet about them. But the truth,... I am very concerned about the issue ... They are very strange accidents, and I fear that are not really accidents, ... you know what I mean" Carla explained to her.
"I tried to talk to Mr. Soulthief about them, unsuccessfully. So I'm a bit watching over the center for my own side. They have been so terrible deaths, they was so young. "
Carla's eyes filled with tears.
Charlie took her hand in an attempt to comfort her:
"I agree with you, and if you let me, I help you. Do you have any suspects?"
"Well, if you promise that you will keep the secret. I'm probably wrong, but the attitude of the Principal seems suspicious. Some students regularly visit his office for no clear reason. One is Alan Stair, a guy who should have been expelled long time ago. He is always frightening and beating the smaller and weaker students. And the Principal seems to protect him. "

"Have you seen some more strange things?" charlie asked "Not really." Carla shook her head.
"But the period after school, has become dangerous. All deaths occurred in that time. I asked the Principal provisionally close the center after school hours, but flatly refused. So I stay watching over until it closes center, trying to avoid another possible unfortunately. But I can not deny I'm scared. "
"If you let me, I'll stay with you and we will watch over the Centre together." Charlie offered.
Carla looked into her eyes grateful:
"Of course, I would love Charlie".
"Well, let's make a round. How about if you show me where the events occurred?"
"Sounds good, thanks. It's nice not to be alone in this."
Both women left the Carla's office towards the pool.

Sam looked at the clock and it was almost seven o'clock. he send a message to Charlie saying that expected to her at half past seven in the center door.
Although it was a bit early, he decided to approach the principal's office, was eager to check with their own eyes that Dean was fine.
On his way to the center Sam saw that one of the lights in the window of the top floor, was blinking. Wait ... no, it was turned on at regular intervals: two short flashes, three long, three short ... That in morse code was SOS.
Then the signals began to vary, then the SOS was repeated. Sam took a notebook and write down: demons, Principal, trap careful, cross demons, warning Crowley, four demons ... and including SOS signs are interspersed.
Suddenly, the light went out and Sam waited a bit, but he did not receive more signals.
He was headed Impala and took the knife to kill demons, holy water, carved bullets ... Should he call Crowley? This was a double-edged sword, you never knew when he was on their side, or when he are going to play a dirty trick on. He typed a message telling King of Hell where they were and it was a matter of interest, but not sent it, making it ready to send with a twist.
With all this ready,he went to the Centre avoided to the front door, and he surrounding the building looking for a more discreet entrance.

Dean had told him everything to Jimmy and he seemed incapable of speech other than "Wouuu!"
The boy looked incredibly scared and Dean thought it best he to stay hidden in the closet.
But he had to tell Sam, so he said he would come out and said Jimmy that wait there until they pass the danger.
But Jimmy refused and said he accompanied him.
Dean tried to dissuade him, but Jimmy said it was his friend and would not leave him alone.
Dean is worried and excited in equal measure, but gave up and allowed to accompany him.
Carefully, they approached the front door but was guarded, so they looked for a phone, but either did not work or the line was cut. That's when Jimmy suggested the morse code. A Dean thought it was a good idea.
They looked for a suitable place and it was when Alan, Danny and Amanda surprised them. They threw over the children, which tried to resist but soon they found tied hand and foot on the floor.
"You rejoice to see me, right?" Said Alan Stair ,giving them a kick in the stomach to each boy.
The boys shrugged their pain.
"Kiss my ass, Alan!" Dean snorted Alan gave a sinister laugh, which was soon echoed by Danny and Amanda.

To be continued...