Hello and welcome to my first Supernatural fanfic. Hope you all like it. If you have any suggestions or comments, just let me know. I'll even take a few flames.

A/N: There are some spoilers from "Asylum" and, if you pay attention, I took some of my inspiration from the remake of House on Haunted Hill. Due to a night class, I have not been able to see much of Season 2, so this story takes place during Season 1, after "Something Wicked".

Disclaimer: I do not own anything from Supernatural or House on Haunted Hill

Prologue

"I can't believe that you talked me into doing this," said Sasha Williams as she, her boyfriend Carl Peters, his friend Andrew Castor, and his girlfriend Lia Stevens entered the New Town Sanitarium.

"Come on, Sasha, it'll be fun. My cousin in Rockford, Illinois, did this at their closed asylum," said Carl. Yet he was nervous, because he left out the part that people died after leaving that asylum, killing another person and themselves. At this asylum, he heard rumors that those who entered the asylum were found dead in the morning.

"Didn't old Doc Winslow torture and experiment on his patients all those years ago?" asked Lia. There were a lot of stories that went with this place.

"That's one of the rumors," answered Andrew. But before he could go into all the rumors, the old security system suddenly came on, lowering bars over the windows and locking the doors.

"What are we going to do?!" screamed a scared, hyperventilating Sasha. We are going to die, she thought.

"Try to find a way to get out," said Andrew as he and Carl looked around. "Come on, girls. We need to stay together." They walked for a while until they heard a noise. It was a low moaning sound, the kind of sound you hear when a person is in pain. "What was that?" asked a nervous Lia.

"It's coming from inside this room," answered Carl. They entered into a room full of all kinds of medical tools. "This must be where he 'treated' his patients."

"I don't like this. Let's get out of here," said Sasha. She then turned and screamed. In the doorway was a man, but he didn't look like a man. He was deathly pale, with white hair and dead eyes; he was holding a saw in one hand and a scalpel in another. "I am feeling about this," said Carl. All of a sudden, people were coming through the wall straight at them. Before they knew it, they were on gurneys, being held down by an invisible.

"Don't worry, this won't hurt a bit," the dead man said with a venomous voice. Sasha screamed, then said no more.


"New Town News – The bodies of four teenagers were found today in the old New Town Sanitarium. Sasha Williams, Lia Stevens, Carl Peters, and Andrew Castor were found mutilated and they each had some of the other's body parts sewn on. The police are quarantined the asylum indefinitely until the investigations are over."

A young man read this article in wonder. "Hey, Sammy! I found ourselves another hunt!"

TBC…