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Sam was back at Rufus’ cabin. He walked back to the meza, jedwali where he lit the three candles. He picked up the kisu and cut his arm. The blood dripped in the bowl that was still standing in the center of the table. He struck a match a threw it in the bowl and the flames rose up.
At first nothing happened.
“Crowley, get down here! Before I get angry!” Sam yelled furious.
“Alright, alright, don’t lose your head” Crowley said. He appeared behind Sam and Sam quickly turned around. Crowley looked at his watch. “I give wewe two minutes. Make them count”
“Where’s Dean?” Sam asked insisting.
“That’s why wewe called me? To help wewe find your precious big bro? Sorry, Sam, can’t help you, won’t help you” Crowley alisema careless.
“And where’s Kevin?” Sam wanted to know.
Crowley raised his eyebrows. “That’s my concern. Besides, Kevin’s having the time of his life” He made a few steps closer. “Listen, here’s my offer. I won’t tell wewe where Dean is, but I can get wewe to him”
Before Sam could take au leave the deal Crowley snapped his finger.
Sam looked around. He was in a dark, forest-like place.
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