“Cas?” Meg called from the living room in the mansion. She was standing successivo to the corpse of the owner of the mansion.
Cas stumbled upstairs and came into the living room. He fell backwards against the bacheca and sank down on the carpet.
Meg quickly ran towards him and bent through her knees. She took his hands and noticed the blood on his hands. “Are te hurt?”
Cas shook his head. “No” he detto out of breath. “It’s not my blood. It’s Frederik’s and Marcus’s” He looked at Meg, terrified.
Meg swallowed. “Did te kill them?” she asked, though she already knew the answer. Cas looked away, but Meg pinched her nails in his arms. “Did te kill them?” she repeated angry.
“I was so angry” Cas detto soft. “I had my sword and I tortured him with it. He cried and begged for his life” A smile appeared on his face and he laughed. “And then I cut off his penis” he detto as if he was proud of himself.
Meg let go of him in shock and ran to the basement. She noticed a body, covered with crawling and gnawing rats. Her mouth dropped open in horror. As a demon she had witnessed and caused lot of atrocities, but this was a new one. She walked closer to the body and saw some kind of collana around its neck, spelling the word RAPIST. They were cut out of the chest.
Meg, starting to feel sick, walked backwards slowly until she hit something solid. Cas grabbed her arms as she turned around.
“Don’t tell Sam and Dean” he begged, now frightened da his own actions. “They wouldn’t understand. I didn’t want this, but I had no choice. Ever since Jimmy died I’ve been feeling this rage and I can’t stop it. And I couldn’t let them go, knowing they might hurt other people like they did me”
He fell on his knees and Meg took pity on him. She bent through her knees and cupped his face, forcing him to look up.
“Please don’t hate me now” he whispered sad.
“I don’t hate you” Meg insured him. She glared at Frederik’s corpse. “He deserved it. They all did” she detto più fierce.
“Promise te won’t tell anyone” Cas begged again.
“I promise” Meg said. She leaned inoltrare, avanti and whispered in his ear: “But the successivo time te have unfinished business to deal with, I’d want te to involve me rather than to leave me behind”