"It's been an hour? Woah, the time is just fucking flying." His body was in agony, it was like his very being was actively being rejected from his body. He felt sick. Which was weird. Demons didn't feel sick. Still, he didn't feel human... not that he knew. He still felt on negative. Resent, hate, anger, misery. Well... okay, maybe misery was new but his neck hurt.

"You're not looking too hot there, Sammy." He looked at the hunter and yeah, he really didn't look so good. What was that all about? "I think we've both had enough, yeah? Let's break and continue another day."

where are you?
dont do it
sam
sam answer me
i called
PICK UP
sam?!

Harry looked around the place and then looked back at Sam. "Those wards... they don't keep me in. They keep people out. What's going on, huh?"