Stories to Awaken Terror

The Pond

Dean's POV

The paper lay on the table in the middle of us, all three of you staring down at such a simple item. But it wasn't. This simple paper had our lives written on it, and someone, like a child, had made it possible for Y/N to be walking this Earth again. It was terrifying, and I wanted this to end as soon as possible, but I hadn't the slightest idea where to start.

"Do you think it could be a prophet?" Sam thought out loud. "Maybe even Chuck messing with us?"

"Chuck's gone missing, so I don't think so," Y/N argued. "And we know the only prophet. I don't think that's it either."

"So we're back at square one. Sure, we have the paper, but we don't know if it's an Angel, witch, Demon. Hell, has anyone checked to see if this is a dream brought on by a Djinn?" I asked.

"I hope not," Y/N whispered, quiet enough that she thought nobody would hear. But I did, and I turned to stare at her, immediately realizing what she was thinking. That our relationship would be nothing more than a part of that dream. I could see how much it had upset her, as she turned and left for her room.

"What was that about?" Sam asked, both of us staring towards the hallway.

"I think it was about the Djinn. If this is a dream, then that means...," I let my words fade away, not wanting to speak them outloud.

"Then the two of you wouldn't be, I get it," Sam finished. "But Dean, you cared for her before all of this happened."

"I know that. But she doesn't," i sighed. "Sam, see if you can dig anything else up. I'm going to talk to Y/N, see if I can somehow make her feel better about this.

"Mom, Dad!" Zach called out, storming through the house. "Have you seen my book?"

"What book is that sweetie?" His Mom asked, stepping out of the kitchen. "Isn't Tyler supposed to be here any minute?"

"Yeah, that's why I need my book!" Zach grumbled, his eyes red, his hands almost shaking.

"Zach, I...I found it," Sophia stuttered. "It was in Dad's study."

"Oh, that old book. Why are you guys reading it anyways?" His Mom asked, but Zach just rolled his eyes, snatching the book and holding it to his chest.

"We need to finish it," Zach insisted, taking the book outside while Sophia waited for Tyler.

The sun was starting to set when they were finally ready to start. Sophia was settled into her corner of the tent, already a frown on her face. "Zach, do you think we should stop reading? I'm starting to not like this book."

"No!" He exclaimed, his eyes wide and scary. "We've got to finish the story!"

Turning the book to the next chapter, Zach started reading, his voice once again low and creepy. "It had been going on for decades," Zach read. "Children would hike to this pond, a cool swim their intent, only to never be found. Adults stayed cleared of the murky waters, threatening their children to do the same. But it never failed, at least one child a summer would be drawn in by the coolness the water promised, only to never come up for air."

"That's creepy!" Tyler broke in, earning a glare from Zach.

"After the seventh kid had gone missing, it drew the attention of one of our heroes, who arrived to save the kids. But not used to hunting alone, things take a turn south."

Y/N, can I come in?" I asked, quietly knocking on her door.

"Sure," came her voice, muted through the door and I pushed my way in to see her sitting on her bed, her legs drawn up to her chest. "Dean, do you think that's what this is? Just part of a Djinn dream?"