Death is not an escape

The Campfire

Cas
I wake up screaming next to a fresh campfire. Where am I? I didn't go camping and these words are coverd in that dark fog I saw. The alleyway couldn't have led me into a forest much less this deep into one. I get up my aicking back still hurting. "Dear god my back hurts" I look down "That would be the consequence of sleeping on the ground" I painful stand "I miss my hotel bed maybe I can make it back" I catch my footing and look back at the fire "Well mister Campfire thanks for the company but honestly, your existence freaks me out so goodbye" I slowly walk into the forest as pain shoots trough my body. Why am I always in pain it never fails. I shamble trough the forest to see a burning light. I approach it to see another campfire. "So there's more then then one creepy campfire in these woods...that I never seen in my life" I say outloud to myself I'm still unaware of how I ended up it's not even the suriside forest I've been there it's a lot less creepy. So I just wonder away from the fire again just to find myself next to it again. "Is this the same campfire?" I look it my pockets and find spare change so I drop it next to the fire and run again. When I'm next to a fourth fire I see my handful of dimes and pennies. "The same campfire but how" I pick up my coins and look around nothing but dence woods for miles. "Well I can't just sit here" I sit down next to the crackling fire "But it all just leads back here" I sigh.

Dean

"Wake up" words I heard over and over then I get slapped "ow" I dit up slowly rubbing my cheek. Dark woods  only dimly lit by the campfire I was by. "This isn't Ormond" I say looking at the figures next to me. Then I remember as I scoot back "Where's Frank!?" I yelled scared of that dam maniac "Is Frank a friend of yours?" The man in glasses asked "uh yeah in a way" I said catching my breath "Sorry buddy but it seems like your the only guy the entity has picked up in a while" another voice chimed in he looked ruff and he was standing close to the other guy who looked scared out of his mind. "So is it just us three" "No there many others but we spend a lot of time in trails" "Trails?" I asked confused "That's what we call them but it's just us running for are lives as we repair generators" This voice belongs to a woman so I turn to see a woman with dark skin and hair with blue glasses. "Sorry we should get names as the fog getting this thick means a trail will start soon" she smiled "I'm Claudette Morel" "That's Dwight Fairfield he's scared of everything but David so that includes you" she said pointing at two males "I'm David King I protect Dwight as he can be quite pathetic" Dwight looks down "But it's fine I like having a purpose" he said with a smirk as a embarrassed Dwight looks away from him clutching a med kit "Well I'm Dean Winchester" suddenly the fog got to thick and it went dark