Who: Dean Winchester, Sam Winchester, whoever else shows up
Where: Hallways
When: evening
Day: first day of the sixth week
Rating: R
Summary: Dean has been wandering the endless hallways looking for his brother
the Story:
It had been a week since the real madness started. He'd been incarcerated before, that he could handle, but this was completely different. The place was haunted obviously, some kind of serious demonic force but as many times as he wandered the maze of the hospital he couldn't find Sammy, and the longer he spent in the halls the more lost and alone he felt.
He told Sam he could get them out of here but now he wasn't so sure. Whenever he sat down and tried to think of a way to escape he'd hear whispering from behind him and he'd become distracted. This was a fucking hospital for God's sake, they're supposed to fix you here not make you crazier.
He wandered down the darkly lit hallway trying to make sense of what was happening around here. "Sam? You there Sammy?" His usually loud and assertive voice had grown horse and tired. His long strides and confident attitude now replaced with panicy quick steps and shift, nervous eyes afraid of what lay behind every corner.