Literature
Becoming My Demons
He woke up, everything felt so different. His own body felt different. His mind... Oh his mind. He didn't like what he thought. He woke up to seeing Crowley at the foot of his bed, smiling like a madman, asking him how he felt. The man was so confused as he sat up. His back hurt, his chest, his legs, his arms. Every single part of his body hurt, and he didn't understand why. Once he heard those specific words come out of Crowley's mouth, he didn't bother to find out.
That man we're talking about, well, that's Dean. Well... At least it was once Dean.
Dean quickly got up, leaving Crowley in his once called bedroom, runni
