WOW: dawn

Word count: 100

Title: Sunrise

Happy birthday, Laedie Duske

It's dark where Dean is. Maybe. Maybe it's light. If his eyes would open, he could tell for sure. It's all he can do to breathe though, so for now his eyelids are on their own.

It's cold here too. Sometimes. Sometimes it's hot. His stomach has knives in it and, if he could move, he'd curl up into a ball.

A few more hours, son. Hold on. Dad's voice, but his father's miles away.

It's a curse, Dean. It breaks at dawn. Sam now, all the way from California.

Fucking witches. Dean grits his teeth and waits for sunrise.