"Sam, we've been searching for hours. He's not here." Dean said, pocketing his stake.
Sam looked around the abandoned warehouse.
"I just... I thought someone would be here." Sam sighed. He stared at the anonymous note again.
Warehouse 13. Bring your stake.
They started walking back to the door, when Dean saw a kit kat wrapper in the corner of the room.
"Oh no, I should've thrown that one away. Hello boys," the Trickster said, walking out from behind a brick wall. Dean pulled out his wooden stake, "miss me?".
"I thought you were dead." Sam said, confused.
"You thought, Samsquatch, you didn't know, I'm alive and stronger than ever." He replied, unwrapping another candy bar.
"What do you want from us?" Dean asked walking closer to the trickster stake still by his side.
"I want to watch some TV," the Trickster said with a sick grin on his face.
He snapped his fingers, and everything went black.
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Winchester Memories
FanfictionThe Winchester boys run into an old "friend", the Trickster. They panic as the Trickster sends them to an all familiar place, almost too familiar. Their own memories. Some tragic, some lovely. They have to find a way out of their own memories before...
