Darren's POV.

I paced around the torture room,going back and forth from the door, to the windows, the chairs, Dean swallowed looking at me nervously, Karl just sighed but he was nervous as well, I could smell the nervousness coming off from them, it made me amused but not surprised that I still made even those close to me nervous.

"Stop pacing it's making us dizzy." Karl said and I scoffed, I kept pacing,waiting patiently for him. It's been over 30 minutes since Dean called him and he wasn't here yet. I smirked when I imagined all the things I would do to him, it still won't be enough for...