Drew:
I heard footsteps. Human footsteps. "Dean!" I class hopefully. "Dean, I need your help. I'm bleeding, really bad. I might need stitches. Can you come over here?" I pleaded as I tried to stop the flow of blood pouring from my lower calf. It was dark out now but the moon brightened the woods. I looked out the mouth of the cave and saw Dean walking away, looking ready for something. "Dean! Dean, where are you going!" I screamed after him. I had an extrelh high tolerance for pain, so I managed to get out of the cave and follow dean for a yard or two. Then I collapsed and fainted from blood loss.


