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The Hamilton Inn
Chapter ten
The spirit reached out toward Sam as if she wanted to say something but then flickered a few times and vanished. As soon as she was gone Sam's headache disappeared.
Sam flopped down on the bed thankful that the pain was finally gone.
"So all along she was trying to warn you about her husband?" Dean said as he sat on the other bed.
"Yeah."
"So do you know where he's buried? … Or was he even buried? They said this place was burnt to the ground, maybe some of the bodies were plowed under on the site."
"The newspapers said most everyone inside was burned beyond recognition but Hamilton always wore an upside down cross during his ceremonies and that was how they identified his body. He's buried in that small cemetery we passed on the way into town."
"Well then let's get out there and dig the son of a bitch up."
Peaceful View Cemetery
They easily located the grave and had no trouble digging up the old coffin which was now rotten and falling apart. They ripped off the lid and uncovered what was left of Hamilton.
"Let's get this over with." Dean said as he poured gasoline into the grave.
Sam then lit a match and dropped it into the open coffin. Within seconds what was left of Hamilton's body went up in flames.
"Let's get out of here before someone sees the smoke."
The motel
"At least that's over with." Dean said as he took two beers out of the small refrigerator in the room and handed Sam one. "Let's pack and get out of here."
Sam took the beer and gulped down half of it.
"Let's hope it's over with." He finally said.
"Why wouldn't it be?"
"It seemed too easy."
"Every job doesn't have to be hard Sam."
"I know it's just….something doesn't seem right."
"Well to make you happy we'll stay the night, and then after the party's over tomorrow we're out of here."
"Sounds good." Sam said, he couldn't shake the feeling that something wasn't right.
Later that night
Sam suddenly jolted upright in bed to find Evelyn Hamilton standing by his bed.
"What do you want?"
She looked at him sadly and within seconds another vision flashed in front of Sam.
He stood in the hallway of the inn and watched as Evelyn and her husband got into a heated argument. Suddenly and without warning Hamilton struck his wife and she went down hard. She had just started to get up when he grabbed her by the neck and began strangling her. Sam instinctively made a move to help her but soon realized there was nothing he could do but watch. Evelyn finally collapsed to the ground and didn't move. Sam watched as Hamilton stuffed his wife's body in a burlap sack then as he drug her toward the door. Sam started to follow them but a movement to his left caused him to stop. Hiding behind the curtains was a boy about sixteen years old watching everything, his face masked with both shock and horror. … the Hamilton's son.
Sam suddenly awoke from the vision with blood once more pouring out of his nose; he winced in pain as he pinched the bridge of his nose.
"Your son…..he's the one who burned the inn down?" Sam asked the spirit.
She nodded sadly and Sam could see tears running down her face.
"We'll stop him." Sam said softly as he watched the spirit slowly vanish in front of him. "I promise we'll put him to rest."
"What the hell is she doing back here?" Dean sat up in bed, he had only witnessed the spirit vanishing and had no idea what had transpired between his brother and her, but he could see his brother was once more in pain because of her.
"We've got work to do." Sam said as he went over to his computer to search for Hamilton's son grave site.
TBC