A young girl of about sixteen is walking towards her car in the darkness.

Just seconds ago, the sky had been clear and then out of nowhere the sky had turned black and the trees were being tossed around violently.

When she reaches her car she fumbles for her keys feeling nervous about the sudden change in the weather, thinking that a tornado may be coming, she drops her keys and stoops down into a kneeling position and gropes the ground around and under her car without looking to see what her hands could be grasping.

Finally, she feels the sharp ridges of her car keys and picks them up into her hand.

As she goes back to trying to get her door unlocked she hears a strange noise behind her and turns to investigate.

"Hello." She calls out, but gets no response.

Seeing nothing suspicious she turns back around towards her car. Just as she fits the key into her lock she hears the noise again, just as she is about to turn around again, she see something horrific coming up behind her in her car window.

She lets out a terrific scream, just as she feel something sharp pierce her back and slide into her heart.

She turns around to face the beast and her eyes go wide with recognition.

"Why?" She questions, as she slides down the side of her car.

She dies before she hits the ground.

Somewhere in Mississippi...

"We need to go to Brilliant, Alabama." Sam told his brother, as he shut his laptop.

"For a case?," Dean asked, as he shoved an entire piece of beef jerky into his orifice.

"Afraid so," Sam said," Six teenage girls have been found murdered in just a couple of weeks' time."

"What is so weird about that?" Dean asked," I mean don't get me wrong, young girls being murdered is horrible and all. But what makes this one of our cases?"

"All of the girls were found without their hearts." Sam explained.

"Well I may never eat again," Dean exclaimed in disgust," But still this could just be a run-of-the-mill psycho that likes to murder teenage girls and munch on their hearts. Or keep them for souvenirs."

"You're right," Sam agreed," It could just be that, but I don't want to take any chances. We can get there by morning if we leave now."

Dean caved in," Fine, but I am driving."

"You always drive." Sam pointed out.

"Shut up." Dean demanded.

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