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INT. CASSIE’S HOUSE- EARLY MORNING
(Burst out in uncontrollable laughter)
That’s a good one. I needed that after all that has happened. Now let’s be serious….
I am serious!
What? I thought you didn’t mind what I do.
I wanted to break up with you a long time ago but I didn’t know how to tell you.
And you decided this is the right time to do that?
We spend less and less time together. Now I know why. Because you’ve been hunting ghosts all along and I’m always second choice. I’m tired of waiting all night long wondering when I will be able to see your face again!
You don’t mean that…(Tears in his eyes)
(Gets up from the couch and walks to the door)
We’ll talk some other time. I’m really tired right now.
(Grabs Cassie and forces a kiss on her)
(Pulls herself away from his grasp)
Stop it…Dean. You’re not making it any better!
(Looks at Cassie’s face)
You’re not, Cassie!!!
Have you gone crazy? Of course I am. Did the demon fry your brains?
(Laughs a little)
(Points his salt gun at Cassie)
I know Cassie! She would never hurt me like this. She would talk things through with me and sort out our problems!
Now…what have you done with her?
(Shakes her head)
You just need to relax and take a deep breath. Obviously you are worn out from your earlier predicament and I understand.
(Takes a deep breath)
(Closes his eyes and aims for Cassie’s chest)
What the fuck, Dean? You’re scaring me!
(He pulls the trigger and the bullet aims through Cassie’s heart. She slowly flashes an evil smile and bursts into a ball of fire. The ball of fire flies over Dean and into another room. He runs after it and stops dead in his tracks. He notices the real Cassie hanging from the ceiling just like his mom and the ball of fire incinerates her body.)
(Falls down to his knees)
(Wipes his tears and gets up. He stays at his position and aims the pistol loaded with salt at the demon and shoots at it. It’s no use because the flames has already taken the rest of Cassie. )
Dean takes one last look at the ceiling with the image of Cassie and he runs out of the house rapidly.
(Cracks his knuckles expressing a bitter look)
You shall pay for this. I don’t care how I do it…but you will pay!