Moonlight Dwelling

Dean had no idea about how to get out of this mess. It didn't help that he wasn't alone. Emily kept asking him about a plan but he couldn't even get his hands free since he didn't have a knife.

"You don't have a plan do you?"

Dean looked over at Emily.

"I'm thinking."

"Think faster since I don't feel like getting sacrificed."

Dean knew yelling was out since the whole town was out to kill them. Damn it Sammy I wish you were here.

By Barbara Desmond