We found a well that was pretty ordinary , nothing seemed off about it. We decided we should test to see if it worked or not. "I guess I'll try it" Dean said. As he was about to throw a coin in I asked "What are you gonna wish for?" "Shh, its supposed to be a secret, its not gonna work if I tell you" he replied. Immediately after he threw it in and made his wish, a guy comes bursting through the door "Who here ordered a Foot-long Italian sub?" he said. Dean gave me the 'guess it works face' and said "That would be me". Out of all the things, my brother wishes for an Italian Sub, I suppose I shouldn't be surprised. After he finished eating it,we went up to the owner, and showed him our badges that read 'health inspector' and informed him that he needed to shut down the restaurant right away, so we could have a look around. He did, and we immediately got to work. While investigating the well, we found an odd looking coin in it. "I've never seen that symbol before" I said. Dean tried to pick it up , but it must have been bound to the bottom with magic , because there was no way we were getting it off of there. We tried everything, from crowbars to a sledgehammer and crowbar combo. After all our failed attempts, I took a piece of paper and a pencil, and marked it on the paper. "You see what you can find out about it, I just thought of something, I'll meet you back at the motel." I said while handing the paper to Dean , then walking out. When I got back to the motel room, Dean was puking up the sub he wished for earlier. He came out of the bathroom saying "It's cursed , the wishes people make turn bad". "The symbol on it is the Babylonian god of chaos" he continued. "Find anything about how we stop it?" I questioned. "The person who threw the coin in and made a wish activated the well with it, and is the only person who can take it out" he said. "So, now all we gotta do is find the first person to make a wish with the well, right? Sounds easy enough" I said. "Sure, if you call that easy" he replied. "It is" I said, handing him a newspaper. "We have the teddy bear and the ghost in the shower room , they must have made their wishes about 2 weeks ago, but check that out, that couple got engaged a month ago, I saw them at the restaurant, I knew something was up with them." "Bingo, lets go find them" Dean replied.
"Can I help you two?" the woman who answered the door said. "Yes, were the florists for the wedding" Dean replied. "Oh, come on in! I'm Hope by the way". We followed her inside, and into the living room, where the man we were looking for, Wes, was at. Hope went to go get something in the other room, so we had a moment to talk to Wes. "We know what you did Wes, spill it" Dean said. "I don't know what your talking about" he replied. We eventually got him to talk, even if it took a little bit of persuading, he explained to us that he got the coin from his grandfather, who told him that the coin, was known for granting wishes, but that you should never use it. When his grandfather died, he told us that he decided, why not give the coin a try. At first, he wasn't willing to remove the coin from the well and put his life back to the way it was, but a bit of threatening got him moving. We drove over to the restaurant as Wes questioned us, the well, and pretty much everything else, it got annoying real quick. When we arrived at the restaurant, there was no one there, I guess the owner did what we told him, and didn't re open it. All of a sudden, we noticed someone walking towards the well, it was Hope, she immediately threw a coin in, and I saw Dean fall on the floor as if he just died. I ran towards Hope with my knife , when suddenly the same thing happened to me as well. It was all up to Wes now. After all the questions he had asked in the car, I wasn't sure he was gonna do it, But he did. Dean and I woke up and saw Wes holding the coin in his hand, staring at Hope. She didn't even know who he was anymore. I guess he not only wished for her to love him, but also that she would notice him. We got up and walked over to him, gave him our thanks and our sympathy, then left for our motel room. "Before we leave, you know what I feel like doing?" Dean asked me. "Going to the bar, getting drunk, and finding a woman for the night?" I replied. He responded with "You know me too well little brother".
