Dean stomped out of John's room. Alastair was proud of what he was making Dean into. He swept over to Dean. "See? That wasn't so bad. I think you really enjoyed it. It really helps with getting your anger out, doesn't it?"

They walked down the halls of hell; Dean assumed Alastair was leading him to another dead soul. He didn't care. They were all stuck there. It was every man for himself.

Thank you all for reading!