"Katies POV"
Shuffling my feet slowly behind Dean, I followed him, walking past four other cells before reaching the stairs. The cold concrete bit at my feet as we walked, fear running to my core. My arms covered the front bits of myself, I felt exposed through the thin dark blue fabric that hung loosely on me. The back of the thin straps swooped low down my back, exposing it. We assented up the steps, the uneven stone jabbing into my feet. Dean opened a large door and sunlight poured through the opening, blinding me. I shut my eyes tightly and blinked a few times, refusing to move either hand and uncover myself. Paused in fear like stone, my feet refused to move me further. I could feel myself starting to hyperventilate. The warlock's face turned angry, his brows furrowing tightly. He re
