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"Night, Sammy!"
That's the last thing Sam hears before drifting off to (Y/N)'s dream-land.
When Sam opens his eyes, the first thing he realizes is that he's standing in the parking lot of some run-down motel plaza. The sound of a door shutting (a little loudly) catches his attention, but he doesn't see anyone around - including you. Taking a moment to gaze at the room the slight slam came from, he notices that the blinds seem to be open enough to reveal what's happening inside. Not knowing where else to go, or where you possibly were, he stalks up to the window, deciding to take his best chance at finding you - and finds himself successful.
Glancing into the room, he can see you standing on the side of the room closest to the window and opposite from the wall that houses the headboards of the two twin beds. He goes to walk over to the door, but is stopped when he notices the look of unnerving terror spread across your face - a look he's only seen twice. Once when he was hurt to the point of near death (after a Wendigo hunt gone sideways), and the other time being when you had been cornered by a vamp. The vamp had you out of earshot of the brothers, but was saying something to you that looked like it made your heart stop. You had frozen up completely, letting the vamp get a bite out of you, but Sam was there as soon as the vamp's teeth sunk into the skin between your neck and shoulder.
Sam's glance maneuvers from you to the man standing near the door of the motel, who is now making his way over to you, eerily slow, but still moving for you. Sam can't tell what he's saying exactly, but quickly realizes that it's nothing good. Before Sam has time to contemplate what his next move is going to be, it happens.
The man backhands you and you slump to the floor.
Sam's blood simultaneously boils and drains from his face.
"No! (Y/N)! Hey!" Sam screams out, trying to get the man's attention off of you. He want's to run in, pick you up and just hold you, but he can't help just standing there in anticipation - watching in horror.
He can see you as you turn onto your stomach and are half standing/half sprinting toward the door, your fingertips grazing the filthy, rough motel room carpet as you try to make your escape; but his view is blocked as the man bends over you, latching onto your midsection and pulling up.
Sam begins to beat on the motel room window, and is about to yell out for you again, but his actions are stopped by the sight of you being brought further up into the air - now visible to Sam, just above the man's face - and slammed into the ground.
Not able to take watching this happen to you for another moment, Sam snaps back into reality (well, this reality) and rushes over to the motel room door, only to find it locked. He fights, pushes, pulls, kicks, grunts, and slams into the door, but nothing is happening and he doesn't understand why.
Giving up on his futile efforts to get in through the door, he runs back over to the window - but all of his actions cease as he sees you hit the headboard of the bed furthest from the door, straight in his line of sight.
Sam freezes as he sees you slide down onto the bed. He immediately calls out for you as he notices the blood pouring from your head, running down your temple and coating your (Y/H/L), (Y/H/C) in a deep crimson color. Then his attentions switches from your bleeding, battered body, to that damn man making his way towards you again.
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