He popped back into view: he didn't want any doubt in Dean's mind that this was his doing. Boots the monkey swung down by its cartoonish tail to flick Dean in the back of the head, and the 'monsters' (more disturbing, he was fairly sure, than a lot of things he could have come up with himself) began to lurch towards him with all the subtlety of a brick through a window. Even if Dean's gun had been functional, he'd discover that the strange creatures were strangely resilient for things that looked like they were made of cotton and stuffing.
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He popped back into view: he didn't want any doubt in Dean's mind that this was his doing. Boots the monkey swung down by its cartoonish tail to flick Dean in the back of the head, and the 'monsters' (more disturbing, he was fairly sure, than a lot of things he could have come up with himself) began to lurch towards him with all the subtlety of a brick through a window. Even if Dean's gun had been functional, he'd discover that the strange creatures were strangely resilient for things that looked like they were made of cotton and stuffing.