INT. CAR - NIGHT
Sam woke from sleeping in the backseat of the car. Dean was studying some papers. Kit was sleeping in the back.
"What are you doing?" Sam asked.
"What's it look like I'm doing?" Dean shot back.
"Like you two are looking for a job."
"Yahtzee."
Sam sat up. "We just finished a job like two hours ago."
"Adrenaline's still pumping, I guess. So, what do you think... Cedar Rapids, Tulsa, or Chi-Town?"
"I am all for working. I really am. But you got us chasing cases nonstop for like a month now. We need sleep."
"Yeah, we can sleep when we're dead."
"You're exhausted, Dean."
"I'm good."
"No, you aren't. You're running on fumes, and you can't run forever."
"And what am I running from?"
"From what you told me. 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."
"Sounds like a ghost."
"Yes, it does."
Sam sighed and flopped back down.
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, holding Kit's hand, muttered.
They looked in the closet and saw a doll head on the floor.
Kit screamed and ran to hide behind her father.
"Uh..." Sam began.
"Well, that's super disturbing," Dean commented, picking his daughter up.
"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 said.
Dean glanced at his brother. "I thought you said this place was still for sale."
"Apparently it's not."
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Lavender's Blue
Mystery / ThrillerA father and his newborn daughter set on a quest of sorts to find his father. Along the way, they recruit his brother. Together, they travel the back roads, hunting things that go bump in the night, trying to make the world a little safer. It's no...
