She stumbled back against the wall and stared at her almost-severed hand in complete shock, then turned her red-eyed glare on Dean. “You break my toys in my own house!” she hissed as the now-bloody feather landed on the ground in front of her. “You’ll wish you hadn’t done that.”
Her piercing gaze turned to the stone wall as if she could see something no one else could. “You cannot have him,” Misery screamed though Dean wasn’t sure whom she was speaking of.
A cry shattered the sudden silence of the chamber, causing more of the ceiling to collapse as the other fallen trapped here fought his way free of the rock. Dean knew the reason Misery was able to keep it here for so long… the feather. He’d figured it out when she was able to enhance the power of the trap while Kane was in the middle o
