This was a case unlike any other that they had ever encountered. Some of the bodies had been mutilated and some were in an even worse condition, lying in a few inches of blood. If the mutilated bodies hadn't been enough, the pictures of the victims' bodies certainly were enough proof that this was their kind of case.

Throwing their duffels into the trunk and asking for the rest of their food to-go, they were on their way to the small town of Winter Harbour in Maine. Sam had added, whilst driving, that the town was so small that it had a population of approximately 500 people, or 516 to be exact. Dean had responded to this by muttering 'such a nerd' under his breath and a shake of his head along with an exasperated sigh. He had simultaneously stuffed a glazed doughnut into his mouth, even though a white powdered doughnut was his preferred 'comfort food.'

"Dean, I think what's bothering me the most about this case is the fact that the newspaper mentioned that those victims might have done this to themselves," Sam said, glancing over at his brother before looking back at the road.

"Oh yeah," Dean remembered. He wiped his hands on Sam's jacket, earning him a rewarding bitchface from his brother, and continued talking, "It mentioned that the victims had been locked in isolation for a while. I guess that explains why they think that the victims could have killed themselves."

"But what if they really did do it to themselves?" Sam asked, "Like the time I found that case where those people's souls had been stolen."

"You think it's because those guys were soulless?" Dean questioned. "Cause it could be a number of creatures that could've mutilated the bodies, especially werewolves."

"Well," Sam stated, "The lunar cycle's correct but I don't think that it was a werewolf. Didn't they mention that the doors to the isolation chambers were made of silver? Besides, you saw those pictures Dean. It was worse than anything we've ever seen before."

Dean had to agree with Sam on that because who would stuff chunks of their own flesh into the floor drain? Both Sam and Dean shuddered at that thought and both realised at seeing each other's expressions that they had been thinking about the same thing. Whatever was doing this was definitely very powerful and, Sam and Dean knew that they were going to have to do whatever it took to get rid of it.