I Was In Hell

HELP ME!

Dean's POV

I was falling, it seemingly didn't end, I just kept going. I really couldn't feel anything, it was just falling. Last I remembered I was fighting a Crossroads Demon's Hellhound, I had made a bargain to stop the death of someone close to me. My brother Sam.

We had been hunting a powerful witch and she placed a curse on Sam and he was going to die. The witch made a "grand escape" and since we couldn't kill her Sam's curse was still in place. We couldn't find the witch and I knew we were short on time, Sam got sicker and sicker and so I took matters into my own hands.

I traded my soul to save my brother. A Hellhound came as soon as the deal was made, I tried to fight it off, just because my basic instinct as a hunter was to fight when I was in danger. I guess the Hellhound won.

I had been falling for a really long time now, I was beginning to panic. So I screamed "HELP ME!" As soon as I said those words the falling stopped and I hit the ground, nowhere near as hard as I thought I was going to. But the ground was hot, almost as hot as fire. And I screamed out in pain and shot up off the ground. It was pitch black except for a giant metal door, I decided my feet were starting to burn like if you stand barefoot in the hot sand too long during a day at the beach. So I quickly made my way to the door and push as hard as I can, but the door won't budge.

I turn around and look behind me, what used to be pitch black was now the cockpit of a plane, bad thing was: I think I was supposed to be the pilot.
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