They grabbed Dean from behind and dragged him towards the computer, clawing at him as they did, in retaliation he struggled violently against their grip. Almost instantly Sam dropped what he was holding and searched in his rucksack for his pistol. It was filled with rock-salt and even though it wouldn’t do a thing to hurt them, he figured it would at least distract them, giving him enough time to help Dean; he aimed and fired. Sure enough, this startled the sisters and Dean dropped to floor, gasping for breath. Sam quickly helped his brother up and backed away, but the girls had already recovered and were slowly walking towards them, as if they had all the time in the world.
The girls looked about ten years old and were exactly alike apart from one was slightly shorter than the other. Both girls had strait black hair that fell to their waists, their bright green eyes were underlined 의해 deep black bruises which drastically contrasted their ghostly white faces. One girl was wearing a purple sundress, the other blue, but both of them were stained with blood, even though the wide gashes on their necks weren’t leaking a single drop.
Even at the pace of which they were walking they advanced quickly and before Sam knew it they were standing only a meter apart, the boys were 겨울왕국 where they stood, focusing their attention on the creatures in front of them. The girls were glaring at Dean with blind hatred.
‘…Killing anyone who doesn’t believe their story…’
That’s what the 이메일 said. They had drawn the tulpa into the computer but had failed to destroy it, now it wanted to kill Dean. In retaliation to the thought Sam took a few steps backward, pulling Dean with him, refusing to turn his back on the Smith sisters.
The sisters took a step 앞으로 and suddenly Dean was sent crashing into the right 벽 of the library, held up 의해 the sister’s power. Out of the corner of his eye Sam saw the lighter and fluid that he had drop earlier and lunged for them in an attempt to save Dean, but before he could reach them, he was thrown to the back of the room.
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The smith sisters had thrown Sam to the other side of the room before turning back to Dean, they glared and smiled crookedly at him.
“Cause that’s not creepy” He barely murmured.
There was a sharp pain on the right side of his neck; like someone was poking him with a sharp knife, Dean winced as a few drops of blood flowed out of the deep hole in his neck.
‘…And finally slit their throat…’
They were doing exactly what the 이메일 said, they were slowly slitting his throat, and the pain crossed to the left side of his neck as a thin cut slowly began to form, 더 많이 blood flowed. The cut had not yet reached his artery, but as soon as it did he would have only a few 초 before he died. But what about Sam? Dean was the one who deleted the email, after they killed him would leave Sam alone? Dean fought against the pain, and forced his head to turn to where Sam was, but he wasn’t there.
Dean screamed as the cut began to deepen, he struggled to get down from the wall, and was relived as he fell to the ground. He grabbed his neck, gasping for air and looked up to where the Smith sisters were. They were on fire! Behind them Dean could see that the computer that he and his brother had used, was also going up in flames, his brother was stood 다음 to it watching it burn. When the Smith sisters disappeared, the Winchesters let out a sigh of relief, Dean stumbled to his feet and joined his brother to watch the flames emerging from the computer.
“Well that could have gone better” Dean remarked
The pain in his neck began to subside as he and his brother walked out of the library.
The girls looked about ten years old and were exactly alike apart from one was slightly shorter than the other. Both girls had strait black hair that fell to their waists, their bright green eyes were underlined 의해 deep black bruises which drastically contrasted their ghostly white faces. One girl was wearing a purple sundress, the other blue, but both of them were stained with blood, even though the wide gashes on their necks weren’t leaking a single drop.
Even at the pace of which they were walking they advanced quickly and before Sam knew it they were standing only a meter apart, the boys were 겨울왕국 where they stood, focusing their attention on the creatures in front of them. The girls were glaring at Dean with blind hatred.
‘…Killing anyone who doesn’t believe their story…’
That’s what the 이메일 said. They had drawn the tulpa into the computer but had failed to destroy it, now it wanted to kill Dean. In retaliation to the thought Sam took a few steps backward, pulling Dean with him, refusing to turn his back on the Smith sisters.
The sisters took a step 앞으로 and suddenly Dean was sent crashing into the right 벽 of the library, held up 의해 the sister’s power. Out of the corner of his eye Sam saw the lighter and fluid that he had drop earlier and lunged for them in an attempt to save Dean, but before he could reach them, he was thrown to the back of the room.
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The smith sisters had thrown Sam to the other side of the room before turning back to Dean, they glared and smiled crookedly at him.
“Cause that’s not creepy” He barely murmured.
There was a sharp pain on the right side of his neck; like someone was poking him with a sharp knife, Dean winced as a few drops of blood flowed out of the deep hole in his neck.
‘…And finally slit their throat…’
They were doing exactly what the 이메일 said, they were slowly slitting his throat, and the pain crossed to the left side of his neck as a thin cut slowly began to form, 더 많이 blood flowed. The cut had not yet reached his artery, but as soon as it did he would have only a few 초 before he died. But what about Sam? Dean was the one who deleted the email, after they killed him would leave Sam alone? Dean fought against the pain, and forced his head to turn to where Sam was, but he wasn’t there.
Dean screamed as the cut began to deepen, he struggled to get down from the wall, and was relived as he fell to the ground. He grabbed his neck, gasping for air and looked up to where the Smith sisters were. They were on fire! Behind them Dean could see that the computer that he and his brother had used, was also going up in flames, his brother was stood 다음 to it watching it burn. When the Smith sisters disappeared, the Winchesters let out a sigh of relief, Dean stumbled to his feet and joined his brother to watch the flames emerging from the computer.
“Well that could have gone better” Dean remarked
The pain in his neck began to subside as he and his brother walked out of the library.