Disclaimer: I own nothing but the idea, possibly the word order, maybe.
Challenge Word: Fly
Word Count: 100
Sam saw Dean fly backward several feet into the Morrison's china cabinet.
Distracted, he didn't notice the moving cord until it wrapped itself around his neck and tightened.
He distantly thought he saw movement to his left as he fumbled with the cord, but the ever-growing black spots were beginning to obscure his vision.
Suddenly, the constricting cord was gone and the reintroduction of oxygen felt almost as good as his brother manhandling him off of the floor.
Rough prodding communicated worry and relief.
Shiny black metal indicated safety, promised distance and sleep.
Just another day at the office.