"Shh, you have to be very quiet." Kate heard her own voice whisper from a darkened room. She crouched low to the ground and followed the voice. The sound of ice cubes against a glass filled the depths.

"No, Dean, I haven't seen her. You don't think I'd tell you if I had?" Sam said.

Kate could hear Dean's voice although it was muffled.

Sam slammed his phone down and drank the rest of his drink. He sighed deeply and ran his fingers through his hair.

"They still can't find her?" Jess asked as she wrapped her arms around his waist.

"No. She is smart though. If she doesn't want to be found, chances are she won't be found right away." Sam said. He kissed the top of her head and pulled her closer to him.

"Could someone have taken her? Could she have gotten lost? It is still cold and that would be my worry." Jess said.

"She is resourceful. I just hope she is okay." Sam said, sadly.

Kate wondered if they were talking about her. Running ended poorly every time she tried so she wasn't sure what would make her run and be gone for any length of time.

"My guess is she is realizing how stupid that plan was and is waiting out Dean's anger." Sam said.

Kate rolled her eyes. Okay, he was talking about her. She looked around the house that she didn't recognize. Sam's shoes were by the door and his jacket was on a hook. She remembered the visions of Jess on the ceiling and got sick to her stomach. She did recognize the place. How far into the future was this vision? Night fell and Sam followed Jess to a room. Kate cringed. That was a bedroom.

Dean paced back and forth and cracked his knuckles. "Taylor, I swear to god if you know something and are protecting her I will skin you alive."

Taylor put his hands up in defense. "I don't. I told her not to go. I don't know where she went. I can't read her. I can't get into her head. I promise."

"Goddammit." Dean growled.

"You two had an argument. She will come back." Taylor tried to soothe Dean.

Dean's voice broke. "So she runs away in the middle of the damn apocalypse?"

Kate wanted to reach out and tell Dean she was right there but she couldn't. That version of herself wasn't there. Where was she? She called out to herself and left Dean's side. She was suddenly very cold and her curls were damp. She heard a low growl and flinched when a humanoid creature leaped from a tree and vanished into the trees. A scream was heard moments later and then there was silence. She followed the path of the creature and found it laying on its side. Whoever it was after knew it was coming. She felt eyes on her and looked up. There were creatures that she had never seen before. She swallowed hard. Their claws were long and sharp. They may be what attacked Dean and Caleb. Why was she seeing them?" The ground shifted under her feet and turned into running water. A large hand clamped on her shoulder and pulled her into the darkness before she could see who it belonged to.

Dean was already awake when Kate got up. "You look like.."

"Can it." Kate grumbled.

"More visions?" Dean asked.

Kate blushed. That vision centered around her doing something stupid. She was sure of it. "Yep."

"What about?"

Kate sighed. "I guess I ran away and you guys couldn't find me. Part of the vision was set at Sam's apartment."

"He actually just got an apartment." Dean said.

"What?" Kate asked.

"His dorm flooded so he and Jess have their own place now."

Kate's eyes darted back and forth.

"Hey, he will ward the place. No demons will be getting in there." Dean said.

Kate let out a breath. "I hope so. It seems so much more real when parts of visions come true. I also had a vision that I was outside and saw some of those creatures from the ghost house."

Dean flinched. He tried not to think about those particular creatures.

"Not all visions are literal. Some are symbolic." Kate said.

Dean shrugged.

"That could be a warning that if I run away I'll wind up in a forest of mutants." Kate said.

Dean scoffed. "That would be the least of your worries if you try running again."

Taylor had more David visions and it affected his mood. He walked by April's door and saw Liam sitting at the door swatting Andy's fingers under the door." Taylor cracked the door and motioned for Andy to come out.

Andy picked Liam up and nuzzled him. "I stayed again."

Taylor nodded. "Good job." He yawned and continued on his path.

Andy walked by John's room and paused again. He wanted to open the door but decided not to.

Taylor turned around. "You coming?"

Andy put Liam down and ran toward Taylor. He would miss the kittens when he had to go home. Maybe his mom would let him have a cat.

The bunker was quiet. John was gone for a day or so and things were the way they were any day before.

Missouri had been looking around for a small house or apartment closer to her. Dean had spoken to her about the state of April's house and had agreed that having them close by would be better. She could help April but could also sense if Andy's abilities got too strong. She called one of her old clients to see if they had any properties available Missouri had helped the realtor put her mother to rest and was hopeful that she still felt grateful. Luckily, there was an opening.

Dean got Missouri's message and asked for details. They hadn't spoken to April about it yet but it was a start. April needed a better handle on Andy before leaving the bunker but that was doable. They'd just need to teach him how to control his abilities and know how to remain safe.

Andy had his plane in the pocket of his pajamas and ran his fingers over the wings. He sat down in the floor with Liam and ran the plane across the floor.

Kate started breakfast and cut up some fruit.

Dean reentered the kitchen and got another cup of coffee. He watched Andy play with Liam and smiled. He furrowed his brows and looked over Andy's shoulder.

Andy startled and shoved the plane under a shelf.

Dean crouched down. "What was that?"

Andy looked worried.

Dean felt under the shelf and pulled it out. He turned the plane over in his hand. "Where did you get this one?"

Andy's lip quivered and he started to cry.

Dean put his cup down. "No need for that. What has you upset?" He picked Andy up and put him on the bench.

Andy shook his head and wiped at his eyes.

"Did you bring it from your house?'

Andy shook his head again.

Kate walked over and sat beside Andy.

Dean stepped back so Andy felt more comfortable talking.

"Did he scare you?" Kate asked.

Andy sniffled. "I don't want to be in trouble."

"Why would you be in trouble?" Kate asked.

Andy pointed to the plane.

Dean remembered the plans in the store and how Andy moved them. "Did you take it from the store?"

Andy eyed Dean. "No."

Kate touched Andy's hand and read him. "Can I see that?" She read the plane but didn't pick up anything negative about it.

"It flew to me." Andy said.

Dean leaned against the counter and raised an eyebrow.

Kate cleared her throat. "A man threw it to him."

Dean furrowed his brows. He caught Kate's eyes and nodded. "Well, sounds like it was a gift. No reason you can't play with it."

Andy let out a huge breath of air. "You are not mad at me?"

"No, of course not. You didn't steal it or anything." Dean said.

Kate patted Andy and stepped into the hallway with Dean. "I read him. I saw what happened. The plane isn't cursed or anything. I don't know who the guy was or how he threw the plane that far but it glided."

"So some guy did all of that and none of us noticed." Dean said.

"I guess so." Kate said.

"Great."

Andy rolled his plane across the table and lifted into the air above his head. One day he would be a pilot.

Kate handed Andy his plate and went to her room. She wanted to sketch some of her vision. Sometimes, she got things in her head and they plagued her until she put them on paper. It bothered her that one of her pages was missing. She flipped through the ones before and after the missing page. Nothing seemed to be in any kind of order that would point to what was missing. She doodled at her desk and let her mind take over.

Taylor checked on Kate. "What are you drawing?"

Kate shrugged. "I keep having visions."

"Is that the thing that sliced Caleb up?"

"I think so. It moved so fast and then part of the vision they were in the trees. I could only see parts of it." Kate said. She ran her fingers over the drawing she had finished before that one.

"What's wrong?" Taylor asked.

"When I had the Ada vision, I saw the hellhounds again." Kate said.

Taylor gently touched her hand. He had an idea of what the hounds looked like but they were worse than anything his imagination had thought of.

Kate ran her fingers down her leg where her scars used to be. She had gotten up close and personal with a hellhound and they were more terrifying in person.

"That is nightmare fuel." Taylor said.

"It was terrible in the village. They probably didn't even know what was causing it. They are invisible to anyone they aren't after." Kate said.

"Then why did you see them?" Taylor asked.

Kate swallowed hard. "I think because I got attacked by them." She was worried about Sam and Jess. If they had an apartment and lived together, would that be the first domino that ended with Jess dying? Azazel's capture would prevent certain things but what if he escaped? What if another demon picked up where he left off? She just wanted to have one night of sleep that involved actual sleep.

Taylor sighed. "I'll bring you some food."

Kate gave him a small smile and went back to her drawing.

"Is she okay?" Dean asked.

"She is tired and has a lot on her mind. She will probably feel better after she gets all of her thoughts onto paper. I tried to draw a cat the other day for Andy and he laughed at me." Taylor said.

Andy laughed. "It wasn't a very good cat."

"I can't draw either." Dean said. "Take all of your requests to Kate because the rest of us struggle to draw a stick man."

"John can draw too." Taylor said.

Andy made a face.

Dean used his spoon to motion at Andy's face. "What does that mean?"

Andy leaned over the table and whispered. "He's kinda scary."

Dean cracked a smile. He couldn't tell Andy that John wasn't as scary as he looked. The man lived up to his reputation although he had chilled out a little over the years. "He isn't so bad once you get to know him."

April felt of Ian's head when he woke up. He was running a fever and congested. They had barely been anywhere so she didn't know why he was sick. It could be his teeth. She carried him to the kitchen and asked Dean if they had any Motrin for children.

"We don't. I can get some though." Dean said. "Is he sick?"

"I think so. He is really warm and didn't sleep well." She could feel his chest rattling and frowned. She patted his back to help him cough and gave him a few sips of water.

"Kate could take a look at him. She was working with John and a buddy of his on being a medic." Taylor said.

April knocked on Kate's door.

Kate was expecting Taylor and quickly shut her notebook when April walked in. "Hi."

"Hey, Taylor said you might be able to look at Ian. He doesn't feel good." April said.

Kate felt of Ian's face. "We have some stuff in the armory."

April followed her. "It is cool that you are studying to be a medic at your age."

"Dean is a great hunter but has a habit of getting injured." Kate said.

"He was great with the ghost. Does he hunt a lot?"

"He hasn't lately. He's been on protection duty. A hunt went south a couple of weeks ago and knocked him off his game." Kate said.

"What happened?"

Kate wasn't sure what she should say. "When he went to your house, he was working on a short list of ghosts. You were the first out of three. The third one was complicated and he got hurt. His buddy also got hurt and nearly died. Both are fine now." She looked into Ian's ears and mouth. She listened to his lung sounds and felt for swollen limp nodes. "You'd have to go to a doctor for an actual diagnosis but it sounds like he has an upper respiratory infection or something. His right ear is red too.

"Poor bubba." April said and shifted Ian to lay his head on her shoulder.

Kate could heal him and avoid the doctor altogether. She wasn't sure if April was supposed to see that but figured she had seen enough. "I can make him feel better."

"How?" April asked.

"I told you I had abilities." Kate said.

April blinked.

"I can take the edge off." She couldn't give him a transfusion the way that she did with Caleb. His illness wasn't life threatening. "It may not get better right away but it should help."

April nodded.

Kate placed a hand on Ian's head and focused on healing the congestion first.

April watched the redness drain from Ian's cheeks and felt his body cooling. "Oh my god."

Kate touched Ian's cheek. "There you go. No more fever. Let me know if he spikes a fever again."

April was stunned. "How did you know you could do that?"

"Trial and error with most things." Kate admitted.

"Thank you so much."

"No problem at all." Kate said and yawned.

Ian was smiles and giggles. He squealed happily when they walked back into the kitchen and lunged for the plate on the table.

Dean handed him a piece of bacon. "He looks happier."

"Kate made him feel better." April said.

Dean bit the inside of his cheek. "That is good."

Kate wanted to draw but was too sleepy. She wasn't even hungry. She went back to her room and curled up on her bed. She patted her pillow and closed her eyes once Millie started to purr.

Thick smoke filled the room making it difficult to breathe. Kate could hear voices but was unable to tell which way they were coming from. "Dean!"

Dean's hand met someone's foot and he pulled. "Taylor, where is Kate?"

Taylor coughed. "I don't know."

"Stay low, find the door." Dean said. He army crawled across the floor and searched for Kate. He heard a hissing noise and his heart stopped.

Kate held a cloth over her mouth and nose and felt her way around. An explosion sent flames into her face and knocked her back. She hit her head and fought to stay awake. She forced herself onto her knees and crawled toward the direction that she believed to be an exit. Her hand touched jeans. She shook the leg. She couldn't tell who it was. She tried to pull but the person was far too heavy. All at once, it hit her. It was Dean and he wasn't moving.

Dean sprinted to Kate's room and tore her door open. He caught her as she flailed out of her bed.

Kate sobbed uncontrollably and buried her face in his flannel.

Dean motioned for Taylor to get water. He hummed a song under his breath and assured her everything was okay.

Why was she getting a vision like that? Why would her brain do that to her?

"Shh, breathe so you don't pass out." Dean soothed.

Kate stayed attached to Dean for a while. She was afraid that if she let go, he would fall back into the fire.

Taylor stayed outside the door but didn't go far. He wanted to be there if they needed him.

Andy peeked into the hallway. He had heard Kate's scream and was very worried.

Taylor gave him a thumbs up.

Andy scrunched his face.

Taylor sighed and stepped closer. "Bad dream."

Andy returned the thumbs up. He didn't like bad dreams.

Dean grabbed Kate's hand. "Don't claw yourself." He hadn't initially seen the crevices she was digging into her arm.

Kate folded her hands together and steadied her breath. "I'm so tired."

Dean smoothed her hair back. "Are you getting any sleep?"

"No." Kate said. Her voice was hoarse and her head hurt. "I keep having visions every time I fall asleep."

"Was it the hellhounds again?" Dean asked.

"No, there was a fire and an explosion and I found you." Kate said.

"I'm okay though." Dean said gently. He didn't know why she was having visions but he wanted it to stop. She was exhausted and needed to rest.

Taylor figured that Dean had Kate and decided to spend some time with Andy. "Where is your plane?"

Andy pulled it from his pocket.

Taylor sat down in the floor and pointed to a spot down the hallway. "Can you pass it to me?"

Andy slid the plane across the floor and laid down on his stomach.

Taylor turned the plane and gave it a boost without using his hands.

Andy gasped.

"You try." Taylor said.

Andy held out his hand and tried to move the plane but he overshot it and sent it across the room.

Taylor retrieved the plane. "With a lot of these abilities, it helps if you imagine what you are wanting to do. So look at the plane and tell it where to go with your eyes." He sent the plane back.

Andy stared at the plane and got it to move toward Taylor without leaving the floor. He grinned. "I did it!"

"Good job." Taylor said. He worked with Andy for ten minutes before April called Andy.

Andy ran down the hallway. "Yes, mom?"

"Can you help me remove the bedding and take it to be washed?" April asked.

Andy pulled on the edge of the sheet. "I can carry all of them."

April smiled. He was taking his helper job seriously.

Andy gathered the sheets in his arms and carried them to the laundry room. He tiptoed to open a washer and shoved the sheets into the drum. He looked at the soap and wasn't sure which one to use or how much. He needed Taylor's help.

Taylor found some herbal tea and made some for Kate. He carried it to her bedroom and tapped on the door. "How are you feeling?"

Kate sipped the warm tea. "Worn out."

"If you want, I can do the thing you do that helps people sleep." Taylor said.

"I'm okay right now." Kate said with a yawn.

April walked into the laundry room. She saw that Andy had loaded the washer. She added soap and turned the washer on. She heard voices coming from Kate's room and gently knocked on the door. "I'm washing our sheets if you want me to add any."

Kate looked at her bed. Due to the physical toll the visions took, her sheets could probably use a wash.

Dean and April had the same realization at the same time. "Where is Andy?"

Taylor heard a door shut and ran down the hallway checking rooms.

Andy felt a little scared. The light in the room was going on and off and he felt like he was in one of those scary movies. He listened intently for a moment before climbing onto the bed and standing to remove a box from a shelf. He didn't want Dean to be mad at him. He went to replace the box but he heard someone tell him to open it. The box looked scary. It had chains around it. He hovered his hand over the box and the chain fell away.

Dean tried to open John's door but the knob was jammed. He heard rustling inside and banged on the door. "Andy, open the door!" He got no response. He tried to unjam the knob but it wouldn't budge. He stepped back to the opposite wall and took a deep breath. He kicked in the door and sent it flying open. He saw Andy standing on John's bed with Azazel's box in his hands. "Andy!" He grabbed the child and pulled the box away from him. "Taylor!"

Taylor ran into the room and looked at the scene in horror.

"Fix this." Dean ground out.

Taylor took the box and replaced the chains.

Andy started to panic. Dean looked and sounded really mad. He shrieked when Dean started to carry him from the room.

Dean carried Andy to the kitchen and pointed at the table. "Sit."

April and Kate joined them in the kitchen.

April was wide-eyed. "What happened?"

Dean didn't want to tell her about the demon in the box but the severity of the situation warranted it. "He went into my dad's room and was trying to open an incredibly dangerous box."

Kate had flashes of vision that ended in Sam and Jess dead, John selling his soul, and so forth. Azazel could have gotten out.

Andy really didn't like the look on Dean's face and the look on April's wasn't much better.

"Do you have any idea what is in that box?" Dean asked.

Andy shook his head quickly. "No."

"Then why would you go into a room that you are not supposed to go into without an adult after everything that you have been told?" Dean was losing patience with the constant sneaking around.

Andy started to cry. He didn't remember why he went in. "I don't know."

Taylor put additional chains on the box and then put the box inside another box in the middle of a devil's trap. The part of his brain that liked puzzles was working overtime.

The terror that Dean had felt was shifting to anger and frustration.

Andy looked at Kate for some kind of help but she didn't seem to realize what was happening. "I didn't mean to do something bad."

Dean scoffed. "You didn't mean to open a locked door?"

Andy's mouth was dry.

Dean sat down on the other bench and snapped his fingers and pointed to the spot in front of him.

Andy really didn't want to be that close to him at that moment. He slid off the bench and stepped close enough to Dean that he felt like he was listening but was still out of arm's reach.

Dean leaned forward and grabbed his arm and pulled him closer. His anger was fading and realization of how badly an opened demon box would have ended. "Do you know not to go into rooms?"

Andy nodded.

"I need a verbal answer." Dean said.

"Yes." Andy squeaked.

Taylor sprinted down the hallway and nearly missed the kitchen as his socked feet continued to slide. "Wait!"

Dean paused but kept Andy in front of him.

"I have something running through my head." Taylor said. "You left me when your mom called you."

Andy nodded. "She wanted me to help with the sheets."

"Where did you go after that?" Taylor asked.

"I put the sheets in the washer but I didn't know how to use the soap." Andy said.

Dean picked Andy up and sat him on the other side of him.

Andy felt a little better sitting on the bench.

"Did you ask for help?" April asked.

"I was going to find Taylor." Andy said and could feel Dean's eyes on him.

"You didn't come find me." Taylor said. "Why did you stop at John's room?"

Andy looked up at Dean. "I don't want you to swat me."

"The way you are going, you are headed for a lot more than a swat." Dean warned.

Andy bit his lip. "John told me too."

Dean shifted. "He isn't here and you know that."

Andy let a few tears fall from his eyes. He really didn't want to be in trouble and he thought that what he did would be the biggest kind of trouble.

Taylor sat down across from Dean and Andy. "What do you mean John told you to?"

Andy took a deep breath. "I was gonna ask you to help me with soap but John said my name. I stopped at the door but didn't go in and he told me to go in and I didn't want him mad at me so I did it after the door opened. I didn't want to but he scares me a little. " Andy gulped another breath and continued. "When I went in the room the door shut and it was dark and the light kept going off. He told me to open the box and got angry when I didn't want to." He started crying in earnest and hiccuped.

Dean pulled him into his lap and held his head to his chest. "Did you see him?"

"No." Andy whimpered. "I climbed up and got the box and then you grabbed me."

"Did you hear me beating on the door?" Dean asked.

"No." Andy said.

Dean looked at Kate and Taylor with worried eyes.

Kate ran to the library in search of a specific book.

"Is that the only time you have heard a voice like that?" Dean asked.

"Sometimes I hear a very quiet voice that I can't understand. Before our ghost, I would have bad dreams and the bad man in the dream sounded like that." Andy said.

April sat down beside Dean and rubbed Andy's shoulder. "Why didn't you tell me?"

"I told you I had bad dreams but they stopped for a while." Andy said.

Kate returned and grabbed Taylor. She showed him the page she was reading and discussed it with him. She poked her head back into the kitchen. "Dean, can we borrow you for a moment?"

Dean put Andy down. "I'll be right back."

Andy laid his head on April's shoulder and scrunched his nose when Ian patted his head.

"That box is strong. The men of letters kept meticulous notes and the box has a few weak spots. Some stuff, like sound, can get in and out of the box if it is weakened." Kate said.

"So we are agreeing that the voice was Azazel's?" Dean asked.

"Makes sense to me." Taylor said.

"Let's say that Azazel has been trying to escape and has been latching onto something to make himself stronger." Kate said. "After a while, he'd be able to muster enough energy to whisper."

"He has been in that box for weeks and we have had no issues with it. However, we went weeks without using abilities. We think that he is siphoning that energy." Taylor said.

"Then why all of a sudden is he able to do that? He didn't when you healed Caleb." Dean said.

"He may have gotten bits of it but we used a lot of abilities to defeat Naomi. I have been having visions and using abilities to sort through them." Kate said.

"Andy and I were passing the plane back and forth before his mom called him." Taylor said.

"Then all he would need to do was disguise his voice as John's and convince Andy to remove the chains." Kate said.

"Son of a bitch." Dean hissed.

"He would have a stronger connection to Andy if he dosed him more." Kate added.

"What kind of book did he have in the library?" Taylor asked.

"A dark one." Kate said.

Dean grimaced. He went back into the kitchen. "Why did you go into the library and grab that book?"

Andy got worried again.

"You already got your consequence for it and have a clean slate." Dean said.

"I was bored. The book really did fall off the shelf though." Andy said.

Dean nodded. "Okay, I'll be back." He let out a breath. He hadn't punished the kid over something he couldn't control.

"My visions could be caused by Azazel." Kate said. That would explain the darkness and lack of sleep.

Dean ran his fingers through his hair and paced. "Where is the box now?"

"I put the chains back on and put it in a box with more sigils and set it in the middle of a devil's trap." Taylor said.

Dean relaxed slightly.

April yelled for Dean when Andy fell to the floor holding his head. "Help."

Dean scooped Andy up and tried to talk to him.

Andy screamed and shook his head.

Kate touched him and immediately knew what was going on. "It is him."

Taylor rubbed Andy's arm. "Shut him out. You have to shut him out."

Kate felt pain creeping up her spine, into her head. She hit her knees as images flashed through her head. She fought the pain and shoved the images down.

Sam was sitting at the table eating with Jess when a wave of pain hit him.

Jess jumped up when he hit the floor. "Sam? Sam?"

He held his head and gulped for air as images flooded his head. He had never felt so much pain in his life.

Jess dialed 911 and protected Sam's head as he convulsed.

Taylor tried to tether himself to Andy to pull the pain away from him but something was blocking it.

Kate started to get angry. She gritted her teeth and pushed herself into a standing position.

April gasped when she saw Kate's eyes.

Dean yelled her name. Andy started shaking and choking on spit. He put him on his side and tried to keep him from aspirating.

Kate had to stop the assault before damage was done. She could hear Andy and the visions in her head were direct threats to her family. He was forcing her hand. She stumbled into the hallway and held out her hand. She let the energy flow through her and screamed. "Enough!"

Sam stopped seizing and laid limp on the floor. Jess ran to let the paramedics in and told them as much as she knew about him.

Andy stopped seizing too and April put Ian on the floor so that she could check on Andy.

Taylor stepped into the hallway and touched Kate. "You stopped it."

Kate swallowed hard and felt her body growing incredibly weak. "Get John."

Dean ran into the hallway too and caught Kate before she hit the wall. "Shit. She's out."

Taylor stared down the hallway. His heart was beating so fast that he felt faint. He swallowed hard.

Dean placed Kate in her bed and snapped his fingers. "Earth to Taylor."

Taylor slowly turned to Dean and blinked.

"I need your help." Dean said. He noticed Taylor's hands were shaking and looked into his eyes. "Taylor?"

"She said to get John." Taylor said.

Dean narrowed his eyes for a moment and then felt his blood pool into his feet. He grabbed April and the kids. "Stay in here with Kate." He put Andy on the pallet on the floor and ran back into the hallway.

Taylor followed Dean down the twisting hallways and forced himself to remain calm. He pointed to the door of the room that he had put the box in.

Dean slowly opened the door and reached in to turn the light on. The light remained off. He didn't have a flashlight on him.

Taylor slowly backed up as Dean's hand touched his chest. He couldn't see anything either.

Dean peered into the room. He knew the devil's trap was located in the middle of the room. Taylor said he put the box in the trap.

Taylor found a flashlight and tapped Dean's back.

Dean turned the flashlight on to ensure the box was still intact.

The light flickered briefly before burning out. The lights along the hallway started to go out one by one until the entire hallway was cast into deep shadows.

The hair on Dean's arms raised and he swallowed hard. He touched Taylor's arm to tell him to go back but Taylor was frozen. "Go."

Taylor shuttered as the walls around him caved in with the darkness, making it impossible to judge the distance between walls. His voice came out in a hoarse whisper. "Dean, yellow eyes."