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A dark shadow fell over Sam, and he curled up, hoping it would be swift and relatively painless. The boot fell—right next to him. Sam jumped at the massive tremor of Dean's foot, finally looking up to see a jean-clad leg passing overhead. Dean walked to the desk, standing there, looking for any sign of Sam. It wasn't like Sam to just up and leave, especially when he had to walk. There was no one in the bathroom either. He turned and went back to his bed, but he stopped. Just now, he swore he heard yelling, almost like a child's voice, but it was familiar too. “Sammy?” he asked, suddenly concerned as he looked around the ro

“Have a good day at work sweetie!” Those were the last words that Kaitlyn Mills said to her husband before he died. Investigators were never able to figure out how or why he was killed. He was off to work that morning, and by the afternoon, his car was found sitting in an empty parking lot, and his body, or what was left of it, was found in a ditch, torn to shreds apparently by some machine. Despite her terrible grief, there were two investigators who prodded the widow for any information, even asking some pretty unusual questions. “Did he ever dabble in...strange stuff?” Sam Winchester asked cautiously. Kaitlyn looke

Nicholas lived with his dad up in the Appalachian Mountains, quite far from civilization, but he wouldn’t have it any other way. He enjoyed the peace, the quiet, and the solitude, although he still managed to get to school every day. He didn’t have any friends though, as rumors began to spread about the strange kid who lives all alone. After that, no one wanted to be around him. He didn’t care much for the social gatherings in town either. He and his dad only went out when necessary, and came back to a quiet house waiting for them every night. His dad, Thomas, was a chef for a small restaurant in town that made a decent amo

After another bath in the sink, I attempted to get as much grime off of my clothes as I could. Admittedly, the grime wasn't the worst compared to the numerous tears and stains. They've never been properly cleaned since I left my old house, and I was in desperate need of new clothing. Of course, us borrowers have to make our own clothes, and the supplies to do so are not easily acquired. I, on the other hand, am not like most borrowers, given the current circumstances. One mention of my torn clothes to Cameron, and there he was with thread, fabrics, and a sewing needle, offering to help me any way he could. "It's okay, really, thank you," I s

I woke up to a soft light, and I blinked, looking around. At first I didn't know where I was, but then the memories of yesterday hit me all at once, and I turned toward the bed. Cameron was still asleep, breathing slowly and smiling a little. He must be having a good dream. I climbed out of my bed and walked to the edge of the nightstand where the counter was, and I climbed down. Walking on carpet was quite strange, and I wasn't able to move very quickly, but it was kind of fun, trying to run across it. I slipped under the door and made my way into the kitchen, climbing up onto the counter. There was still some bread left out, so I decided to

I finished my sandwich and gave the tea another go after giving it a while to cool off. It tasted smooth and sweet, and I drank to my heart's content. Once I had my fill, I sat down on the table, wondering when the last time I ate this good was. There was still a tickle of fear in the back of my mind, that Cameron was just playing a game here, and he had no real intention of taking care of me. At least, not without me doing something in exchange.... I shuddered, pushing the thought out of my mind. As I was trying to think about something else, the door opened, and Cameron stepped out. He was no longer wearing his strange uniform, and was now

I was lost. I've always been lost, of course, but at least I usually knew where I was lost. Where I was now was totally unfamiliar. The grass was short, almost down to my neck, and it was all cut evenly. I feared I was in the realm of the humans. I still relied on them in a way, as all borrowers did, but since I lost the house I once lived in, along with my mother and father, I now wandered, living on their scraps and refuse. And here I was, lost in a field I've never been in, and I had no idea if I was safe, or which direction safety lied in. In the distance, I heard yelling, and I froze. It came from high above, echoing through the air. I

James’s hand trembled slightly as he held Shey, and the shaking palm knocked him off balance, causing him to tumble against his finger. “S-Sorry,” James stammered with a tearful laugh. Shey faded again, and for a split second, James wondered if he was going to reappear, and his throat caught. Then Shey popped back, still smiling up at him, and he sighed with relief. “Shey…. I’m really going to miss you. I mean, at least now we don’t have to deal with the awkwardness of….” He frowned and looked away, and Shey shook his head. “I was actually looking forward to it, you know. Figuring o

Matthew froze. He knew he wouldn’t have time to grab his shotgun and aim it, and he knew David would fire too. James and Jordan took a step back, but David only advanced. “Don’t try to run away, kids, or I’ll do your daddy in.” They both stood perfectly still, looking to Matthew for instruction, but he said nothing. Down below, the screams of the Krinut could still be heard, though many stopped to watch the spectacle above them. “What do you want?” growled Matthew. “If you’ve come to take Cedargard, you’re too late.” David grinned. “Am I? And what’s standing betwee

Jordan and Matthew finished getting ready, and James helped pack up. He wasn’t sure he wanted to talk to his father about Shey yet, or even if he should. He didn’t exactly need his father’s approval, but Shey was nowhere near his size. How could they feel that way for each other, and what would come of it? He kept these thoughts out of his mind as he packed his bag up and left the motel with his family. Matthew returned the room key, then waved for Druzey and Rimona to quickly follow them to the car. They got inside, and Matthew drove off, beginning the long journey back home. “I still say we get some weapons first,