Supernatural Imagines 1 | Page 44

"Here it is. So how do we kill you?”

“You can’t kill me.”

You turn around and see Phobetor in front of you.

“Crap.”

He touches your body and suddenly you were fully awake but not Sam and Dean.

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“Where is she?!”

“I have no idea!”

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You were tied up to a chair. Phobetor was in front of you, smirking.

“What do you want?”

“I want to have fun!! So, what do you think we start with your friends, huh?”

“No!! Leave them alone!!”

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“Dean, please tell me it’s not a clown outside.”

Dean looks outside and see three clowns.

“It’s not one, it’s three. Something’s going on.”

“No you think?”

Suddenly, Dean finds himself in a plane. A plane that was crashing down.

“Crap! Crap! Y/N! Hurry up!!”

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You were trying to find a way to cut your ties but you couldn’t. You didn’t had time to figure out how to kill him but you knew how to summon a God.