C7 Alex Stone

Dean's moans snap me from my temporary paralysis. I rush to him and offer support, but his body is dead weight as I practically drag him to the couch. He can't walk and can barely move. I'm fairly certain he's actually holding in his intestines, from the looks of that slash across his abdomen. It doesn't bode well.

All the guards are dead. We are in a remote part of the castle. I'm at a loss