Prologue:
A story was all it was. Just any old ghost tale told by the light of campfire or at young childs sleepovers. Few believed that the souls of the Novak family still wandered the old abandoned estate just out of town. Those who didn't were fools to scared to see what lurked in the shadows. Those who did believe were often terrified of what happened in the estate on a cold November night.
The year was 1839, or at least I'm pretty sure it was. Yes, Sam says that it was 1839. What a history nerd! Anyway, the Novak family was a big deal at the time. All six of them basically ran the town of Dusk Creek.
Michael Novak was the eldest of his siblings. He was an alright guy after I got past the fact he tried to possess me. It was a little awkward I'll admit. Michael was the boss of the Novak house after his parents passed away and man did he enjoy the power.
Balthazar Novak, what can I say about Balthazar... He was one sarcastic son of a bitch that is for sure. The guy rarely took anything seriously.
Gabriel Novak is Sam's favourite. That is all I'll say or he'll end up trying to kill me in my sleep or punch me in the throat. Anyway, Gabriel was a good guy, annoying as hell though.
Anna Novak, for starters she was smoking hot! I've always had a softer spot of gingers. Okay, apart from all of that she was a sweet girl.
Castiel Novak was the youngest of the family. He had these stunning blue eyes. Seriously, you haven't seen blue eyes until you've seen his. Cas had this messy dark hair which I like to call 'I just had sex hair.' The guy was hilarious because of his lack of humor. There are a lot of things I could say about Castiel but I won't for the sake of my pride. Shut up Sam I was never in love!
You're probably wondering who the six Novak is, right? I think I'll leave you to your own deductions about Lucifer Novak. If the name doesn't say it all then I think the story of how all the Novak's died just might.
It all happened on November 3rd, 1839 at half past twelve. Lucifer Novak was the second eldest and had always been the black sheep. Lucifer walked into the family room where his brothers and sister all sat minding there own business. The guy was bat-shit crazy or something because with that gun he shot all of them then turned it on himself. Creepy thing was, the body of Lucifer was never found. Some say he still walks this earth as the living dead but please, that is just bullshit. Others, who are much smarter than the Zombie morons, say Lucifer Novak was into some pretty dark stuff. You know, witchcraft, black magic, all that jazz. Anyway, it is said that just before Lucifer blew out his brains he put a curse on the souls of all his siblings so they would forever be trapped wandering the estate. Kind of creepy right?
Sam has been bitching at me about writing the story in the third person rather than as a personal memoir in first person, whatever the hell that means. Apparently people are picky sons of bitches. Oh well, it is your loss, I mean I have pretty great story telling skills.
Warning: If you are scared by this story you are a wimp or under the age of ten. Seriously if you are ten why the hell are you reading this anyway? Go read Twilight or something. No I'm kidding stay here you'll be fine. Really, I only added this warning because I thought it would be funny. It isn't really funny is it? Alright I'll shut up now and get on with this tale.
-Dean Winchester