The Impala pulled out of the motel parking lot and on to the main road. Sam and Dean had stopped back at their room to look up directions to the shack that the waitress had mentioned to them.

"So it said that you should follow this road until you come to a path that cuts through the woods. Then you follow that road and there should be a whole bunch of signs pointing to it along the way," Sam informed his brother.

"Sounds good," Dean pushed on the gas pedal a little harder speeding down the road. When Dean came upon the road that cut through the woods he slowed down, not wanting to crash into a tree or scratch his precious car. "So on a scale of one to ten how cheesy do you think this place will be?"

Sam thought for a moment before answering, "Well considering it is a tourist trap, I'm gonna go with an eight it's probably full of fake monsters and stuff like that. I really don't know why you want to go we've been to places like this all over the country."

"Yeah, but it's different this time Sam, usually we go there because someone died in some unusual way, that doesn't make sense, it's always for a case. This time it's just for fun." Sam rolled his eyes as he turned his head out the window. He watched as the trees went by, he was completely at peace, well as completely as someone could be who went through literal hell. All of a sudden he heard a scream come from deep within the forest.

Dipper followed his sister out of the diner and into the cart, "Mabel move over, I'm driving."

"Aww, why? I'm older than you, so I should drive." Mabel loved to hold the fact that she was older than Dipper.

Dipper rolled his eyes and pushed his sister over, "You're older than me by five minutes, plus last time you drove we ended up in a ditch." He put the key in the ignition and twisted it; the old cart sputtered to life as Dipper pushed on the gas and began to drive away from the diner. He drove down the main road coming upon the path that leads to the shack through the woods. He turned on to the dirt road and pressed harder on to the gas, pushing the cart to its limits. Mabel threw her hands up, squealing with excitement.

Dipper slowed the cart down after some time, and pulled off the path into the woods. He parked the cart next to a fallen a tree and hopped out. "So what way should we go?"

"Well let's go this way," Mabel pointed off to her left, "The shack is the other way, I don't want to go back to work." She started walking off into the woods as her brother began to her follow her. Mabel hopped over logs and rocks with ease, pushing back tree branches for herself and her brother. Dipper on the other hand ended up tripping over a log by missing his jump by a couple of inches.He quickly stood up and brushed himself off, glancing up to see Mabel laughing at his mistake. He continued to follow his sister further into the woods, watching his step more carefully.

Mabel stopped suddenly ahead of Dipper, "Did you hear that?" She asked her brother.

Dipper stopped shortly behind his sister, looking around for what she was talking about, "Hear what?" He then heard a rustle from a bush close to them. Dipper started tip toeing over to the bush, stopping when he reached the bush. As he reached down to pull back the leaves and branches, a small creature, a couple inches taller than a foot, jumped out landing on Dipper's face. Mabel let out a small scream at the shock of the creature. Dipper stood trying to get the creature off his face, and then all at once thousands of the creatures dropped down from the trees.

Mabel screamed as the tiny creatures fell on her and Dipper, blocking their sight. The creatures proceeded to tie up Mabel while they had a chance, she screamed even louder now. "GET OFF OF ME!"

"Take her back home fellas, she can't deny us of a queen again," The creature ordered.