HAPPY BIRTHDAY ENKIDU07!!!!

This one's for you…

Dean muffled his scream as he felt the bat hit his ribs.

It made a sickening crack that had Dean reeling in agony and nausea.

He couldn't even take a breath the pain was so bad, leaving him lightheaded and praying for darkness.

Blood oozed from the corners of his mouth, stringy saliva dripping down his chin.

He hung limply from the rafters, wrists chafed and bound.

Helpless.

He closed his eyes, bracing himself for the next hit.

It never came.

One single gunshot rang out.

His eyes snapped open.

He was safe.