It was a Wednesday morning when it appeared in the middle of nowhere Utah. An enormous gothic castle with several spires straining high into the azure blue of the forested Uinta Mountains stained the alpine beauty with a blot of faded gray.

A fisherman saw it happen or rather he and his young daughter walked right into it. While some may have thought to explore the seemingly older than old castle the evil that emanated from it forced them to run as fast and as far as they could. By the time they reached their truck their lungs burned from exhaustion.

It wasn't until the fourth death that reports began tracking the two down and taking down their story.

(A Motel Somewhere in Washington)

Sam came in early holding a bag of McDonald's breakfast and in the back he could hear the soft roar of a fan and the splatter of the shower and something else-singing?

"She blinded me with science!" Dean stopped singing when he heard banging on the door.

"I got us breakfast, and maybe a job."

"Blinded me with science." He replied in his best scientist voice. It wasn't long before he was out and dressed and had an English egg and sausage McMuffin in his hand. "Ah, food of the gods!" He dug around some more until he found another treasure. "Oh yeah there it is, the hash browns."

"So check this out," Sam held open a Salt Lake Tribune. "This says a castle just appeared and there's been several mysterious deaths. A survivor says a suit of armor killed his friend with a giant sword."

"Ghosts?"

"Sounds like it." Sam said still looking at the newspaper.

"Well, to tell you the truth I'd rather be working on a haunted castle than the Leviathans. At least we can do something about that."

"Exactly what I was thinking. Then let's get going."

The two left shortly after. After a long drive they finally came to a rest on the dirt road where they would walk from there to the castle.

"Humph, a haunted castle. "Dean mumbled to Sam as he pulled out one of his shotguns and grabbed several boxes of rock salt shotgun shells. "Do think we'll find Dracula?"

"Nah," he said grabbing a knife. "But if we do I'll buy dinner."

"You've got yourself a deal, Sammy!" He said with a smile. "Looks like Red Lobster."

They turned and walked into the forest of aspens. For all the places they had been this was perhaps the creepiest, it was as if all sound was drained from the forest and each breath was blasphemously loud. Indeed, they saw no animals, no finches, and no squirrels. Had every animal left the area or had they been killed by whatever evil dwells in the palace.

Dean stopped in his tracks and stared dumbly at the enormous castle that dared them to enter. But the castle had a guardian in the form of great dying rose maze. Even from a 100 feet away they could see the ground move and small greenish yellow something (people?) dig themselves out of the parched soil and shamble about before burying themselves back into the soil.

With each step the pair came closer to the rose maze and as they did three knee high people clawed their way up to the surface and hobbled towards them. The creatures were obviously plants. Their bodies resembled frightful wooden men with terrible thorny teeth and claws. Green leaves grew on tiny limbs about its body giving it the appearance of hair.

"What are those… things?"

"I think their mandragora, Dean." Sam replied as the brothers watched the plants walk towards them.

"I thought they didn't exist?"

"Well, tell them that."

"Looks like they want to eat us." Dean said calmly.

"Yeah, probably all over the place in that maze."

"So, what? Do we just kick them?"

"I guess."

As the first of the three came near Dean took a step forward and kicked it end over end to the middle ground. "Yep." He said proudly as he turned to Sam. But then the ground shook and Dean fell to his knees and Sam collapsed on top of him. They stumbled to their feet and looked around and realized their own folly, kicking that one had awakened all of them. They turned quickly looking at all of the little creatures and realized they now stood in the midst of well over a thousand little plant creatures that screamed and hissed at them.

"You just had to kick it didn't you?"

"You told me to Sam!" Dean looked at his brother then to the mandragora. "So, run?"