INT. CAR - NIGHT
Sam woke from sleeping in the backseat of the car. Dean and Zach were studying some papers.
"What are you two doing?" Sam asked.
"What's it look like we're doing?" Dean shot back.
"Like you two are looking for a job."
"Yahtzee," Dean and Zach replied, sharing a look.
Sam sat up. "We just finished a job like two hours ago. Zach looks exhausted."
Zach nodded. "Yeah, this dick woke me up to help."
Dean glared at him before saying, "Adrenaline's still pumping, I guess. So, what do you two think... Cedar Rapids, Tulsa, or Chi-Town?"
Sam looked between them before saying, "I am all for working. I really am. And I think Zach might be, too. But you got us chasing cases nonstop for like a month now. We need sleep."
"Yeah, we can sleep when we're dead," Dean said.
"You're exhausted, Dean."
"I'm good."
Zach looked at him and shook his head. "No, you really aren't. You're running on fumes, and you can't run forever."
Dean looked between them. "And what am I running from?"
"From what you told us," Sam replied. "Or are we pretending that never happened?"
"Stratton, Nebraska. Farm town. A man gets hacked to death in a locked room inside a locked house. No signs of forced entry."
Zach yawned and said, "Sounds like a ghost."
"Yes, it does."
Sam sighed and flopped back down. Zach sighed and closed his eyes.
EXT. COUNTRY ROAD - DAY
As the Impala drove into the house road, there was a SOLD sign hidden in the grass.
INT. FARM - DAY
INT. HOUSE - DAY
"Boy, three bedrooms, two baths, and one homicide," Dean said. "This place is gonna sell like hotcakes."
They entered the kitchen and opened cabinets. Dean spotted something on an empty piece of wall and said, "Hey, check this out." He knocked on the wall to find it hollow. "Huh."
"It's probably a dumbwaiter," Sam guessed. "All these old houses had them."
"Know-it-all."
"What?"
"You said..."
"What?"
"Never mind."
They entered a bedroom.
After looking around, Dean said, "Well, no bloodstains, fresh coat of paint; it's a bunch of bupkis."
"Needle's all over the place," Sam noted.
"Yeah - power lines."
"Great," Sam and Zach muttered.
They looked in the closet and saw a doll head on the floor.
"Uh..." Sam began.
"Well, that's super disturbing," Dean commented.
"Think it got left behind?"
"By who? Unless Bill Gibson likes to play with doll heads."
A car and moving truck approached.
"Uh-oh," Sam and Zach said.
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Bless the Broken Road
Mystery / ThrillerEverything Zach knew changed when he was just a toddler. Life became a lot scarier, and a lot harder. Now he and his brothers are on a quest to find their father, to avenge their mother and to rid the world of monsters once and for all. Sounds eas...
