>>>>Part 4
My plan is brilliant. Not even Crowley will know what I am going to do. He may be smart, but I am smarter.
I close my door and turn on my radio. Hot Blooded by Foreigner is on. I feel joy, but I don't know how to express it. That's the thing. I can feel so many things, but I can't show any of it. It makes me angry. Then I get even angrier because I know my face is blank.
I get out a piece of paper and pencil. I start to sketch out the grounds. Hell is kind of like a castle. The demons are placed inside the castle and act as servants to the King. The people who are sent to hell are the peasants that are tortured and beaten and broken. They feel the most pain. I hate that.
Once I have etched the grounds onto the paper, I draw me. I'm only represented by a small dot, but hey, everybody counts. Then I draw Crowly on his throne. Tomorrow evening there will be a ceremony. Every demon in Hell will be there. Except me. I will tell Crowley that I forgot to grab something, and I will go into my room.
I will have at least five minutes until Crowley sends people to come and get me. Things will become easier from there. Hopefully.
I jump at the sound of my alarm. No, I don't sleep, but I set my alarm so I don't miss anything. It is finally time for the ceremony to begin. I make sure I have everything in order, and then I head for the main hall.
I take my place beside Crowley.
"Good morning, sir," I say.
"Morning, love," he replies.
I wait a few moments before saying something.
"Sir? I just realized I forgot something in my room. May I go get it?" I look up at him.
He nods his head and waves me away. I walk quickly to my room. Not quickly enough to make anybody suspicious though.
Once I get to my room I lock the door. I grab my packed bag, and take one last look at the place I know as home. Another destroyed home. I get out of there fast taking the demon lines. I arrive on the side of a road. I have no idea where I am so I start walking forward.
I start to think about my life. Where I have been, what I have become. I don't know what I am supposed to do now. I have nothing ahead of me. I escaped. I didn't think I was going to make it this far. Making this far was just luck.
Suddenly I feel myself flying through the air. When I hit the ground, I feel pain all over. Two men get out of a car. Did they hit me? How did I notice them?
"Dean. Oh god. Dean!" the taller one yells.
A shorter, more handsome man comes into my view. "Son of a bitch! Is she okay?"
"Dean we have to get her to a hospital."
"Sammy, we can't take her with," the one called Dean says.
"Dean! You hit her with your car!" Sam scolds him.
"Ugh. Fine. Get her up."
I use all my strength to grab Dean's hand. "No. Please. No hospital," I try to keep my eyes open, but I fall into unconsciousness looking into Dean's green eyes. "Please," I manage to get out.
