Drabble 2

THOUGHTS BEFORE THE DARK
As time passes, breathing gets harder.

Can't understand how come the tick tock of a clock….huh…..tick, tock,
clock….poetic….Anyways, how come that clocky sound's so nice…and…homey
to listen...to when but being stuck….listen to drip…drop…...plops water so…innirotatin
an wish….it….thingy….stop….need Dean to Dean stop…it….turn it…... turn….it….
tap…..off…Dean…turn….me…off….…stop…..tap…stop…watch…stop….….me…blood…
m'bleedy….please…can't…can't….dizzy…can't…..s'too much much too much drip…
drip…..blood…. . .gone…Dean …..brother…. find…me….help….me…please…..…brother
save…..please…..before…..it ….late…...Deeeean…...too…...late…...can't…

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