Hi again, sorry it took me so long to update, I've been kinda busy. Nah, forget it, I have no excuse.
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Chapter four- "Ha, thing are beginning to make sense."
After Mandy told Dean and Sam everything she knew the both of them went to a local diner, to get some brain food.
"So, Dean, let's talk about everything we've discovered so far, even though we don't need to, so that the viewers won't get lost in the thick plot we have going on," said Sam.
"Yeah, that's probably a good idea," said Dean. "I'll start by repeating things we already know. A bunch of girls got murdered, all at the same college, all late at night, in their rooms, in their beds."
"Right, and now Mandy told us that the police knows who killed the first girl- her boyfriend, but he couldn't have murdered the other girls, because he's actually dead himself, and he died before the rest of the murders happened," added Sam.
"And the plot just keeps getting thicker and thicker…" said Dean.
"It really does, man, it really does," said Sam.
"So, do you think-" started Dean, but he was interrupted by a cute skinny waitress who brought their food.
"There you go," said the waitress, placing a tray in front of Dean, "one big burger with extra fries for you, and one lemonade for you," she said, handing Sam a glass.
"Thank you very much," said Dean with a wink, as the waitress left. "Dude, did you notice how all the girls in our lives are really hot and sexy? I mean, seriously, when was the last time we had a fat girl on the show?"
"You know, I really don't remember. Dean, should you really eat that thing? It's not good for your health," said Sam.
"This is the part when I make a joke about the fact that I'm dying, so it doesn't matter what I eat, and resume eating like a pig. And at least I eat, what, are you on a diet or something?"
"I'm trying to keep my figure. By the way, you know, you look really good for someone who eats junk food all day long. And don't turn it into a gay joke," said Sam.
"Dammit, I had a good one."
"Let's get back to work. We have to figure out who kills those girls, and whether or not it has something to do with that dead guy," said Sam, and drank some of his lemonade.
"I'm going to jump in conclusions and be wrong, and then you'll correct me, OK? I say that guy was planning on killing as many girls as possible, but he only managed to kill his girlfriend before he died, and now his ghost is killing the rest of them."
"Dean, there are too many holes in that theory. First of all, you don't have a motive. Why would he want to kill all those girls? And second, who killed the guy? And why?"
"Oh no, you rhyme now, that can't be good," Said Dean.
"Well, I have a different theory: that guy murdered his girlfriend, for whatever reason, and then she came back as a ghost to kill him, and she's been killing off those girls the same way she was murdered just for fun ever since."
Dean stared at him. "Wow, you really are the smart one," he said, as Sam drank from his lemonade again, and started coughing. "And you choke a lot. Did you ever notice that?"
"Dean, focus. We have to find a connection between all those girls to know who that dead chick might kill next. I say we get back to the college and find Mandy again."
"OK, but only after I eat. I can't think straight when I'm hungry," Said Dean.
"Umm… did you hear what I said, Dean? I want to go to the college, to find Mandy, remember Mandy? The girl who was all over you half an hour ago?"
"Dude, I can't keep track of all the girls who have a thing for me, that's too much to handle. But I see your point. Hmm. Sex or food… sex or food…"
"That's a dilemma right there. Look, grab your food, and eat in the car. I'll drive."
"Fine, but I pick the music."
"No, the driver picks the music, remember?"
"Sammy, I am not listening to musicals songs for the entire ride, no way."
"Another gay joke, that's just great."
