A loud scream reverberated through the air as Sam's silver tip bolt went through its shoulder; the wendigo's full attention was now fixed on Sam who took a few steps backwards. The wendigo became a blur as it rushed through the bushes at Sam but suddenly fell to the ground with another shriek. The bear trap had clamped around its foot. There was a burst of flames as Dean shot the creature with the flare gun, and it turned to ash.

"One down," Dean whispered to Sam.

Sam nodded. Luckily the wendigo that Sam and Dean had killed seemed to be the stronger one that Ben had described. Now they just had the less experienced one to gank. Sam pulled out the flashlight as Dean reloaded the flare gun and started to head into the mines. Wendigos were smart, and even though the other one was likely not as strong, it likely wouldn't fall for the same trick. Sam took a small breath before going into the mine behind Dean. They walked as stealthily as they could, hoping that the other one was out so they could save the hikers before destroying it.

The mines were dark and narrow, making it hard for Sam and Dean to maneuver the passageways. They heard a sound which made them go completely still, a small whimper. Sam held up the flashlight to hopefully blind the wendigo long enough for Dean to get it with the flare, but as they quickly turned the corner, they noticed that it was a woman tied up next to an unconscious man and what could only be a dead body. Sam used the flashlight to quickly look around the passageway. Nothing else was here, at least at the moment, so Sam quickly unchained the woman and the man. The woman cried and quietly thanked them.

"What happened to him?" Sam asked as the man began to moan but wake up.

"The more skeleton one was messing Gary's arm and watching him scream, and the other suddenly attacked," the woman whispered. "It hit the other creature too. They started shrieking at each other and left. I heard one outside. We need to hurry." The woman's face looked desperate and full of pain.

"Skeletor's a goner," Dean said in a low voice. "All we need to worry about is the other one. Is there more than one way out of here?"

"No," Gary spoke up slowly and in pain. "There was, but there was a collapse. We need to go… now."

Dean grabbed Gary and helped him to stand. The woman stood up and followed Sam as they began to go back the way they came. Suddenly they heard a low rumbling sound by the entrance. Sam ran ahead of the group with the crossbow pointed in front of him, but there was no monster in front of him, just a boulder where the cave opening used to be. Sam stopped in shock and just stared at the mess in front of him.

"What?" Dean asked in disbelief as he walked with the hikers.

"It blocked us in," Sam said trying to stop the panic from creeping into his voice.

"Son of a bitch!" Dean murmured as he set Gary down to rest. "Are you sure there's only one entrance?"

Gary spoke up stronger than he had before, "Locals warned us not to go into the mines. Apparently part of it collapsed a few years back. We can look around, but I doubt it. Besides it means that creature will have to move the boulder to get us."

"Yeah, but it will probably just find new prey and a new section of mines," Sam reasoned.

"So what? It's planning to just leave us here to starve?" Gary asked.

"We'll probably die of dehydration, or the air in here will kill us first," the woman said sounding scared but trying to maintain a level head. "That boulder is cutting off the supply of fresh air to the mine, and who knows what these old mines were for."

Dean had gone completely quiet, and Sam looked over to see what he was doing. Dean had his head down and was whispering under his breath. Sam took out his phone and wasn't surprised to see that there was no service. Praying for Castiel was probably their best hope at the moment. Sam took a few moments to shine the flashlight around the mine, and he noticed that there was a small side tunnel off to the right.

"Hey, Dean," Sam said as he flashed the light to the tunnel. "I'm going to check that out; you stay here with them and cover me."

Dean looked up at Sam and nodded, getting the flare gun ready.

Sam walked over to the side tunnel with his crossbow ready. The light from the flashlight illuminated the tunnel, and Sam followed it to a dead end.

"So much for that plan," Sam murmured to himself before noticing what was scattered around him. Personal effects littered the ground around him. Sam wondered how many of these were from the miners and how many were from the victims. As he shone the flashlight around the space around him, he saw something gleam from underneath an old jacket.

"You okay, Sammy?" Dean called out, sounding worried. "What's in there?"

"I'm good. It's a dead end, but there's… stuff here," Sam said as he bent down and moved the jacket. It was a pocket watch, not the kind of thing a miner would have, so it must have come from one of the wendigos' victims. Out of curiosity he dusted it off and noticed there was an engraving on the back, "Theodore MacLeod." Sam stood thunderstruck as he heard Dean call out again.

"What kind of stuff, Sam?"

"Wait," Sam said as he started to walk back out from the side tunnel. Without another word Sam walked over and handed Dean the watch. Dean gave him a confused look before he looked at where Sam was pointing the flashlight. He read the inscription and looked at Sam with wide eyes.

"Oh, crap, so Syd's uncle…" Dean trailed off as the hikers looked at Sam and Dean with curious glances.

"Yeah, he was probably one of the victims. This was under a jacket in the tunnel."

Sam and Dean stood in silence for a few moments before looking back at the boulder, and Sam silently prayed Castiel would make it in time.