Outhouse Blues

A birthday triabble for Wynefred, co-authored by CFEditor, mainegirlwrites and The Ymp

This chapter by CFEditor

Chapter 1: This Ain't the Little Girl's Room!

Everything in the house was clean. No EMF. No chill spots. No rattling or wailing spirits. Then Dean felt nature's call.

"Back in a flash, Sammy. Gonna use the john," he called, spying the crumbling, musty old outhouse. Dean should have known. Sure enough, he pulled down his pants, and the crap began.

The battered door swung closed behind him, sealing him in. "Shit!" Dean said. The temperature plummeted, freezing his lower extremities. A ghostly lady appeared, staring in fascination.

"This ain't the little girl's room," Dean snapped, reaching for his pants.

"Sam!" he yelped, as the ghost grabbed him.

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A/N Thank you to Raloria for being our beta on this. The input was highly appreciated!