A/N: E/O drabble challenge. Code word: Thermometer. I cheated a little. My word count is 103. Tried to pare it down but just couldn't so forgive me?
Alas I own nothing save a Jam factory located in Luckenbach Texas. But if I did………
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Sam dropped through the morgue window. Dean was already halfway across the room checking charts.
"Got him." He tossed the chart to Sam then rolled the sheet covering the body back.
"Sheez. Guy looks like he went ten rounds with Dolph Lundgren circa '85."
"What's that on his arm."
"Sure ain't a tattoo. Looks like a handprint. It's burned into his skin. What's the report say?"
"Official cause of death is listed as 'foreign object to the brain via the optical orbit'."
"English?"
"He was stabbed through the eye. With a….rectal thermometer?"
"Cute Sam."
"No, really, look for yourself."
"Now that's just nasty."