Castiel creased his brow when the shadow extended its hand. He prepared to defend himself if necessary, but saw only feathers. The blood was noticed and he recognized the same image as from the dream he had.

With the remark, he parted his lips to speak, but instead of words there came a gasp and a yell as the floor disappeared out from under him. If he had a chance to grab the ledge he would, but if not he knew he'd be plunged into darkness.