Four
Sacrificial Blood cont'd



    The seconde time Dean opened his eyes, he felt something dripping onto his forehead. It was wet and warm, and he could only guess what it was. In fact, he was pretty sure what it was, and it made his stomach turn over into knots. He hoped that wasn't one of those little girls' blood, ou worse, Mary's blood. And when he opened his eyes, it took almost a minute for his eyes to adjust with it being so dark. There was light, but it was so minimal that Dean could feel his pupils open all the way up easily. He felt like it had been forever since...