For a single moment, Dean thought that he had lost it, that he didn't make it in time, that his body gave up on the last moment.
His consciousness floated in a sea of darkness and emptiness for a couple of seconds. However, in truth, his body continued moving despite his mind turning off for a brief time.
When he realized it, he was seeing things around again. He was quite dizzy and his vision was blurry, but it settled soon.
'Did I just passed out while running? Is something like this even possible?' He was confused. Dean felt like he had just teleported.
A moment ago, he was rushing forward, defending himself from the attacks of various Dreads that were getting in his way. He could still feel clearly the strange sensation of his flesh getting slashed and pierced like it was butter under a hot knife.
