The prisoner hung from the low ceiling, bound by sigil-covered chains. The vessel was no more than exposed stretches of gaping muscles and bones. From the clotted mass of blood that was its face, a blue eye opened, glassy and keen. It was the only thing that remained whole and untouched in the ruin. The other eye hid under a putrefied bruise. "Hello," said the former angel.
Rated: T - English - Horror/Drama - Chapters: 2 - Words: 9,328 - Reviews: 10 - Favs: 24 - Follows: 13 - Updated: 5/23/2013 - Published: 5/13/2013 - Sam W., Dean W., Castiel, Death - Complete