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Sam had always been more organized than him and John put together which is why most of the time he used to be in charge of the research. Even when he was doing research for some dumb school project, he was meticulous. Every page used to be numbered. Every line cross-referenced with tons of other sources. Heck, he had even won a meaningless award in his second grade class for the most neat and organized report on family. John had even saved the report in the trunk of his truck along with one of Dean's school project where he had built a paper mache crossbow for his seventh grade.
So the condition of the basement that they were led into shouldn't have surprised Dean. Yet, it seemed his brother was full of surprises.
Every inch of the wall was covered with what seemed to be research papers. Creature names and lore origins of things that Dean doubted even the wide-eyes man standing next to him had seen in his lifetime of hunting. A look at Bobby's puzzlement over one creature by name of Mara confirmed Dean's thoughts. There was salt all around the high window sills and the bed along with a painting of the devil's trap painted on the ceiling. There were charms in covering every inch of the rickety table placed in one side of the room with the slightest hint of dust, probably from months of being unused. A bookshelf next to the table held books on every possible book that hunters would ever need to do research along with what Dean figured were some of Sam's law textbooks. A folder revealed various earlier research papers with along with test papers almost all of which were graded with A pluses.
Against another wall was Sam's laptop with another devil's trap on the lid along with a police scanner and radio as well as some other electronic odds and ends that Dean couldn't figure out. Seeing something different along the pristine bed, Dean walked over and soon lifted the mattress and pulled out a board to find Sam's curved knife along with a crossbow, shot gun, cases of iron rounds and silver bullets and a box filled to the brim with fake IDs.
Overwhelmed, Dean couldn't think anymore and just flopped down on the bed and watched Bobby waiting for a reaction from him.
Bobby started to scour through the number of missing persons, newspaper articles and notes that were pinned to the wall. Soon, he found articles pertaining to the missing persons for which Dean had come although most of them were missing. Probably because Sam, himself had gone missing by then. Taking out the bunch of rolled articles, that Dean had handed to him earlier, Bobby started to compare the dates of the earlier ones and found that Sam, true to his reputation, had indeed done a thorough job of the research. Sam's research had dated back to the 70s, whereas in what Dean and Bobby had found, Sam was only the second victim. He started noting down the details of some of the earlier ones, not wanting to disturb the sanctum that Sam had created.
Dean, still at a loss for words, started to finger the new looking brown journal that he had found on Sam's bed. Flipping through it, he found that it was similar to their Dad's journal, but Sam's was much more detailed histories of the baddies he had killed since Stanford.
Finding the last entry, Dean read the detailed description of what seemed to be the captor of Sam himself.
Went to the "crime site" today. The police have done a good job in fooling the public and messing up the job for me. Have to agree with Dean. They're just doing their job only they don't know it and mess things up. The missing people all disappeared in the woods by Silver Lake except for Ronald Jenkins who went missing in the lab but that turned out be a prank, and now the police connect every disappearance to the lab to bring more publicity to the campus. Stupid buggers. Well, on to more important things. The attacks seem to be done by something that looks like a wendigo although that's where the similarities stop. It weakens the resolve for a person to live by sending disturbing images finally making the victim kill himself. Then it feeds off its body but never kills directly. Fire doesn't seem to work. Probably need a ritual like an exorcism or chant?
Dean sat up. "Bobby! He figured it out."
Bobby turned and looked at the frightened boyish eyes of the 26 year old.
"Bobby, do you remember 4 years ago in Rochester, New York? Dad and Caleb went after a creature that makes people kill themselves and then feeds on them?"
Bobby thought back and nodded. "Yeah yeah it was a Molgor. I and Pastor Jim had to go to because it almost got to your dad and Caleb as well. Took all 4 of us to stop each other from killing ourselves. Luckily Father Jim found the ritual. Some Scandinavian thing while it was breaking Caleb. It was the only way to kill it."
"Bobby! It's the same thing. I found this entry in Sam's journal. Here, have a look."
Bobby, fearing the worst, walked over to bed and took in Sam's handwriting. Dean, eyes already filled with fear and hopelessness, ran his hand over his hair and started pacing. Bobby, after reading the entry and his worst fears confirmed looked at Dean, knowing full well that Sam could already have killed himself.
Dean stopped pacing and looked at Bobby with hope that Bobby could take all the pain away and make things alright. "Damnit Bobby!! It took four of you to kill that sucker, and Sam's been after it, by himself with no one to watch his back. What do I do if he is already…?"
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