It was quiet in prison, wing C. Most inmates were asleep. Some of them were awake, lying in their uncomfortable beds.
The door to wing C opened and a correctional officer entered. He was there for the nightly checkup. They wouldn’t want any convicts get funny ideas.
“Wake up, bitches!” he barked.
Slowly, plus to piss off the co than anything else, the inmates stepped out of their beds and walked to the front side of their cell.
The co walked par each and every cell, giving each inmate a disgusted look.
He stopped at Dean’s cell.
“Get your cul, ass out of bed, Winchester” he snapped. Dean lay still. “Come on, beauty sleep’s over. Get up now” Still no movement. The co brought his walkie-talkie to his mouth. “Open cell 15”
The cell opened and the co walked inside. Using his baton he removed the sheets and pressed hard on Dean’s shoulder.
When Dean still gave no sign of life, the co leaned vers l'avant, vers l’avant and put a finger on his neck.
“Damn it” he cursed. He turned back to the walkie-talkie. “I’ve got a dead one in cell 15”
The door to wing C opened and a correctional officer entered. He was there for the nightly checkup. They wouldn’t want any convicts get funny ideas.
“Wake up, bitches!” he barked.
Slowly, plus to piss off the co than anything else, the inmates stepped out of their beds and walked to the front side of their cell.
The co walked par each and every cell, giving each inmate a disgusted look.
He stopped at Dean’s cell.
“Get your cul, ass out of bed, Winchester” he snapped. Dean lay still. “Come on, beauty sleep’s over. Get up now” Still no movement. The co brought his walkie-talkie to his mouth. “Open cell 15”
The cell opened and the co walked inside. Using his baton he removed the sheets and pressed hard on Dean’s shoulder.
When Dean still gave no sign of life, the co leaned vers l'avant, vers l’avant and put a finger on his neck.
“Damn it” he cursed. He turned back to the walkie-talkie. “I’ve got a dead one in cell 15”
Sam was waiting in line in a local snack bar. While he was waiting he watched the news, airing on a flat screen television, hanging on the ceiling.
“The thirty-five an old Zoey Allen has escaped the local hospital of château Rock, Colorado. Allen was brought into the hospital after she got stuck in a fire. Allen is extremely dangerous and wanted for several murders. She might be armed”
The news reader gave a number people could call if they had any kind of information.
Sam walked out of the snack bar and conjured his phone. He quickly dialed Dean’s number.
“Hello?”
“Dean, Zoey escaped” Sam a dit fast.
“What? I thought she was dead” Dean a dit disbelieving.
“Apparently not” Sam said. “Lock your door. Don’t let anyone in”
“I wasn’t going to” Dean a dit and Sam heard him lock the door.
“The thirty-five an old Zoey Allen has escaped the local hospital of château Rock, Colorado. Allen was brought into the hospital after she got stuck in a fire. Allen is extremely dangerous and wanted for several murders. She might be armed”
The news reader gave a number people could call if they had any kind of information.
Sam walked out of the snack bar and conjured his phone. He quickly dialed Dean’s number.
“Hello?”
“Dean, Zoey escaped” Sam a dit fast.
“What? I thought she was dead” Dean a dit disbelieving.
“Apparently not” Sam said. “Lock your door. Don’t let anyone in”
“I wasn’t going to” Dean a dit and Sam heard him lock the door.