Taken For a Ride

E/O Challenge: Faint - 100 words on the dot!

Dean gets a lesson in western style justice.

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The sun scorches his skin and burns his eyes beneath their lids.

The stab of pain in his head and the queasy roll of his stomach tells him concussion.

The fog that rolls through his brain taunts him as he tries to figure out what happened.


The flinch through his frame makes him teeter on the edge of blackness.

The tug on his legs makes him squirm.

The sound of hooves on the dirt makes him nauseous.

The scrape of earth on his back makes him panic.

The faint cry of 'Hang on Dean, I'm coming!' makes him smile.

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