The growing-hair thing seems... wrong. His hair wasn't anything close to that long a few months when Dean was spying checking up on him, but he doesn't have the focus to follow up. Propping himself up gets too hard, so he lets himself lay down. This mattress sucks, it feels like concrete.
Sam starts working by his leg, which is weirdly hot, now that Dean notices it. Then the hot-ness turns back into burning and then there's the smell of smoke in the air and the crackling of flame in his ears and his heart starts to pound--
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The growing-hair thing seems... wrong. His hair wasn't anything close to that long a few months when Dean was
spyingchecking up on him, but he doesn't have the focus to follow up. Propping himself up gets too hard, so he lets himself lay down. This mattress sucks, it feels like concrete.Sam starts working by his leg, which is weirdly hot, now that Dean notices it. Then the hot-ness turns back into burning and then there's the smell of smoke in the air and the crackling of flame in his ears and his heart starts to pound--
"Sammy. Sammy, you gotta get outta the house."