All that Goes Whump in the Night

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E/O CHALLENGE: Drabble Word: Nausea

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There was an audible snap of bone.

The sour taste of bile filled his mouth and he fell, hard.

The nausea nearly overwhelmed him as he felt bone grind against bone.

'Sammy.' He grunted instead of screamed, and gawd he wanted to scream.

The building was on fire and the spirit was pissed.

His brother's voice floated over him, 'Dean, we can't stay.'

No, they never could, stay.

He leaned heavily on Sam, when he was pulled to his feet.

If they stayed, the things that went bump in the night would win.

And Dean could never let that happen.