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▬▬▬ AT A NEAR BAR, Sam and Elena are in the impala, Sam is reading a newspaper article about a man named Dustin. A minute later, Dean comes outside, laughing and waving a wad of cash in the air.
"You know, we could get day jobs once in a while." Sam said.
"Hunting's our day job. And the pay is crap." Dean says.
"Yeah, but hustling pool? Credit card scams? It's not the most honest thing in the world, Dean."
"Well, let's see honest." Dean holds out one hand, "Fun and easy." He holds out the other, and gestures that 'fun and easy' outweighs 'honest'. "It's no contest. Besides, we're good at it. It's what we were raised to do."
"Yeah, well, how we were raised was jacked." Sam says.
"Yeah, says you. We got a new gig or what?"
"Maybe. Oasis Plains, Oklahoma, not far from here. A gas company employee, Dustin Burwash, supposedly died from Creutzfeldt-Jakob."
"What's that?" Elena asks.
"Human mad cow disease," Sam says.
"Mad cow. Wasn't that on Oprah?"
"You watch Oprah?" Elena asked, wanting to laugh.
Dean is now embarrassed, "Can't think of anything to say."
"So this guy eats a bad burger. Why is it our kind of thing?"
"Mad cow disease causes massive brain degeneration. It takes months, even years, for the damage to appear. But this guy, Dustin? Sounds like his brain disintegrated in about an hour. Maybe less."
"Okay, that's weird." Dean says.
"Yeah. Now, it could be a disease. Or it could be something much nastier." Sam said.
"All right. Oklahoma. Man. Work, work, work. No time to spend my money." Dean says.
Dean drives off.
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The three arrive at Oklahoma gas and power company. Dean, Sam, and Elena gets out of the car and approach a man.
