Word Count: 29,534
Warnings: Harm against children, self harm, mental health issues, language, body horror
First, thanks to the mods at the spnhorrorbang for organising everything and just generally being amazing.
My amazingly talented artist, Lisa (dollarformyname), who created the most wonderful illustrations. She created a beautiful mix or horrifying and hopeful. I feel so lucky that she decided to claim my fic and I'm not entirely sure I'm worthy of her. Go look at all of her beautiful artwork for this fic in her masterpost!
My wonderful beta, Emily (soy-em) who was like a knight in shining armour come to respond to my desperate call on tumblr. She was so helpful and thoughtful with this story. She's a total peach and an absolute pro, beta'ing this fic like a freakin' ninja.
And a special thanks to the lovely Pooja (winchesterpooja), who helped me figure out the ending to this story, and who has been a very comfortable shoulder to lean on through the entire process of my first ever bigbang.
Summary:Sometimes, a parent might tuck in their child at night and find an empty bed in the morning.
In 1996, Sam Winchester vanished in an empty room. He reappeared two months later with missing hair, bruises and vacant eyes.
By 2000, Dean Winchester is a hunter in his own right. He travels to Minnesota where his brother now lives with Pastor Jim, a long-time friend of their father's. The thing is, John Winchester recently went into the house that ruined his youngest son and he never came back out. Thing is, Sam is the only person who knows what's in the house. Thing is, Sam Winchester hasn't spoken in four years.