C H A P T E R O N E : The Wake Up

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"Sam! Run!" I yelled at Sam.

"But, Dean. We're trapped!" Sam frantically told me.

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"Wake up!"

I woke up from the excruciating pain running through my body. I cried out in pain as I shut my eyes. I balled my fists and grind my teeth together. It only lasted a couple of seconds before it stopped. I was panting by then. I opened my eyes. My eyelids felt heavy as I tried to open them.

Where the hell am I? I thought.

"Sam." I muttered.

I lifted my head as I looked up. Only to see the blinding light above me. I closed my eyes back up. I looked around me and I panicked. My vision was blurry but, I could still see. There were old TV's around me and a monitor. I looked at the monitor and my heart picked up. I tried to my my legs and arms but, they were held down. I looked down at them and they were strapped by handcuffs and restraints. There was some I.V. In my forearms, and stuff on my chest and forearms

I glanced around again. When my eyes landed on the light just in front of me, I saw someone. They were in another room, behind the window. I couldn't really see who it really was since the light behind the person was blinding. I only saw the silhouette of them.

"What the hell is this?" I asked the person.

"Are you Dean Winchester?" The person asked.

It's voice was deep as he spoke in the intercom.

"What?" I breathed, puzzled.

I see the person slam its hand on the table they were leaning on. The pain came back as they electrocuted me. I screamed out in pain as I arched my back in the chair. The monitor beeped dramatically. The pain stopped. I was panting again and I was breathing heavily.

"Are you or not Dean Winchester?" It asked again.

"Kiss my ass!" I fumed.

They electrocuted me again.

"Dean Winchester, born January 24, 1979 in Lawrence, Kansas, United States. Is that correct?!" It shouted in the intercom.

I didn't answer. I just glared at the person. I didn't need to answer him or anyone. I needed to know where my brother is.

"I'm not going to ask again." He threatened.

"Where's my brother?" I asked.

The person slammed on the button again and I was electrocuted. Again. This time, it lasted longer than the first two. I screamed out again.

"Are you Dean Winchester?" He asked.

"Yes! Yes." I answered.

I shut my eyes as I rested my head on the headrest. I was breathing heavily. I couldn't take the pain much longer. The bitch needed to stop electrocuting me, or I was toast.

"Now," I gulped. I looked at the person.

"Where's Sam?" I repeated.

He didn't answer me. He just stood up and crossed his arms on his chest. Why wasn't he answering me? I just answered his goddamn question!

"Look, if you won't tell me where my brother is, I won't answer any of your damn questions." I spit.

The person sat on a chair as he began writing something on a paper. Why the hell is he ignoring me?

"Where's Sam!" I demanded.

I was electrocuted again. And before I knew it, I passed out.

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