01-29-2018, 03:25 AM
(This post was last modified: 01-29-2018, 10:23 PM by Leafwing12.)
(trigger warning for violence, possible death, blood, alcohol use, and generally uncomfortable themes)
Ever since Sam and Dean had their argument, Sam had left and hasn’t spoken to or seen Dean. He had been renting out a room at some run down hotel and staying there. He hadn’t been fairing well at all. He’d been taking on hunts. Becoming more reckless just doing everyday things like driving. He’d almost had an accident three times in the past two weeks. Truthfully, he was falling apart. But he didn’t want to admit that to himself.
Today Sam had take on a hunt. A dangerous one. He had heard of a group of vampires that were camping out in an abandoned warehouse. From past experiences, it was hard enough taking down a group of vampires with two people. But today, Sam was alone. And without a plan, he had just rushed in.
At first it wasn’t a problem. He had been doing fairly well. But he had let his mind wander and thoughts start to flow. And he had thought of Dean, which made him stop in the middle of the battle.
The vampires had used that to their advantage and manages to beat Sam up pretty well. They had knocked Sam out. When Sam awoke, he found himself sitting on the ground with his hands tied to a small pole in the warehouse. He looked around, seeing the vampires talk amongst themselves. Sam didn’t even try to struggle. He just looked exhausted. He looked like he was just waiting for death to happen. Sam let out a broken sigh, resting his forehead on the post and closing his eyes.
Ever since Sam and Dean had their argument, Sam had left and hasn’t spoken to or seen Dean. He had been renting out a room at some run down hotel and staying there. He hadn’t been fairing well at all. He’d been taking on hunts. Becoming more reckless just doing everyday things like driving. He’d almost had an accident three times in the past two weeks. Truthfully, he was falling apart. But he didn’t want to admit that to himself.
Today Sam had take on a hunt. A dangerous one. He had heard of a group of vampires that were camping out in an abandoned warehouse. From past experiences, it was hard enough taking down a group of vampires with two people. But today, Sam was alone. And without a plan, he had just rushed in.
At first it wasn’t a problem. He had been doing fairly well. But he had let his mind wander and thoughts start to flow. And he had thought of Dean, which made him stop in the middle of the battle.
The vampires had used that to their advantage and manages to beat Sam up pretty well. They had knocked Sam out. When Sam awoke, he found himself sitting on the ground with his hands tied to a small pole in the warehouse. He looked around, seeing the vampires talk amongst themselves. Sam didn’t even try to struggle. He just looked exhausted. He looked like he was just waiting for death to happen. Sam let out a broken sigh, resting his forehead on the post and closing his eyes.
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