Back in Hell, Cas could barely keep his eyes open, but each time he was about to lose conscious the demon made another cut in his already mutilated upper body.
While the demon enjoyed his assignment Meg tried to free herself. Her wrists were pierced with hooks and they hurt terribly, but she figured if Cas could handle her pain and his own, she would be able to get through this.
“You’re so awfully quiet, Cassie” the demon said. “Why so asocial?”
The demon pierced the sword in Cas’ side, looking provocative at the angel. “Come on, scream oder cry, I don’t care”
Cas looked up with...
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