As Dean was crawling through the tunnel it seemed to be sawing back and forth. Dean tried to keep from falling as he continued to crawl through the tunnel, as he got closer to the end of the tunnel it would appear as if it was getting smaller and smaller with each movement Dean made. As this went on, the tunnel began shaking vigorously, throwing Dean back and forth hitting his head against the tunnel wall.
"God dang my head"
Dean continued to crawl to the exit of the tunnel. As he started to reach the end of the tunnel he heard laughter coming from behind him. Dean started to crawl faster, but as he did the laughter got louder and louder as if it was in front of him.
"Isn't the laughter coming from behind me, and if so why is it getting louder?"
Dean thought to himself as he kept crawling forward.
As he continued he felt the tunnel turn to liquid underneath him. He looked down, it wasn't water, it was blood.
"AH!!! WHAT THE HELL IS WRONG WITH THIS PLACE!!!"
Dean scurried to the exit and got through the exit right before it had closed up all the way. As he got through the exit he'd look around the area he was in. It was a dark little area, it seemed to be a cave.
"How is there a cave under Roanoak without any of us knowing?"
After he said that he heard a loud crash coming from behind one of the huge rocks. Dean, being the curious man he is, decided to go check it out. As he walked over there he saw a figure scurried from that rock to another in a matter of seconds.
"What the hell was that?"
Dean would think as he walked to the rock the figure ran to. As he did the figure popped its head out a little from behind. Its head was disfigured, one of his eyes sloping down farther than the other one, he only had half a head and a half he had barely had any hair on it, his skin was pale with a bit of grey and black, a skinny kid as well.
"H-hello, who are?"
"We are Dear David, and we are here to take your soul"
"Take my soul?"
Dear David would come fully out from behind the rock and look at Dean on all fours. Dear David's body wasn't as it seemed to be from before. It had twisted and turned all over.
"take...the...SOUL!!!"
Dear David would start running at Dean, his bones cracking with each step it took. Dean just stood there and did nothing. Dear David started getting closer he grew bigger and bigger. When it got to the point where Dean could reach out to it, he pulled out his knife and stabbed Dear David in his neck spinning around to the other side pulling his knife out of Dear David's neck and stabbed the knife into his side, shoving it farther into it and ripping down making Dear David's guts poor out everywhere like a pinata on a Saturday night.
"I'm not scared of whatever guys are anymore"
While Dean said that, some of Dear David's guts fell on top of him, blood splattering on Dean's face. Dean wiped the blood off and walked past Dear David seeing something shining in all the guts and blood.
"Ooh something shiny"
David said as he walked up to it and grabbed it from the guts. It seemed to be a key of some sort.
"The hell is a key doing in a monster guts?"
Dean thought as he walked the other way not paying attention to anything and bumping into something ...or someone. Dean looked up and to his surprise, he saw IT standing there looking down at him. Dean tried to scurry away but couldn't, turned out he was stuck on a rock.
"Oh, what's the matter Deany boy?"
"I thought you weren't scared anymore"
He'd say in a chuckling matter still looking at Dean. Dean cut his pant leg and stood up facing IT.
"Yes you're right I'm not scared of you"
"Then why are you shaking"
IT would say smirking looking down on the man. He'd stare into Dean's soul like the demon Amduscias on the 30th night of October coming to rip your lungs out. That's how much the burning sensation inside of his stomach was.
"I-I'm not shaking, what are you talking about?"
"Oh come on Deany boy"
"JUST SHUT UP!!"
Dean would exclaim closing his eyes. As Dean opened his eyes again he was back in John's old house.
"What the hell happened to me…"
As he said that he looked down at his hands and saw that he still had the key.
"Well that was quite the journey was it not…"