"What is this place?" Sam asked.
"Don't know but at least ten people have died in this hallway." Ceara told him.
"How fun." Dean said. "Let's look around down here before we see where those stairs lead." The three of them started looking around the room. It was mostly empty except for a few books thrown randomly on the floor and a large desk on the far wall. Ceara walked over to the desk and started looking through the pages that were scattered across the desk.
"What's that?" Sam asked.
"Not sure." Ceara told him. "Just a bunch of papers."
"Is there anything written on them?"
"Some of them."
"Just gather up all the pages and we'll look through them later." Dean told them. "We don't have time for this right now."
"Okay." They started stacking the paper up. Sitting on the desk under a bunch of pages was a thick leather book. Ceara picked it up and opened it. The pages were full of writing and there were pictures and lose pages in between the pages of the book.
"Should we bring this to?" Ceara asked.
"Definitely." Sam told her. She sat the stack of papers on the book and picked it up.
"We ready to see if those stairs really lead to Peters house?" Dean asked.
"Yeah let's go." Sam said. The three of them started up the stairs. The steps were old and rotten in some places and creaked when they walked on them. They reached the top of the stairs and opened the door. They walked through the door and into Peters living room.
"You were right." Ceara told Sam.
"We should get out of here." Dean said. They had only taken a few steps when the door opened and Peters dad walked in.
"What are you doing here?" Erik asked.
"We were just leaving." Sam told him.
"It's been lovely." Ceara told him then they rushed out of the house and to the car.
"That went well." Dean said.
"How was the doctors?" Ceara asked her dad when he got home.
"Pretty good. He needed a shot so that wasn't fun. Did you get your pointe shoes?"
"Yep."
"Did you have any money left?"
"I did but a spent it so no. Can I go somewhere tonight?"
"What time?"
"Seven."
"Where are you going and who will be there?"
"I was going to meet up with a few friends at their place."
"Which friends?"
"You don't know them."
"And you expect me to let you go to their house?"
"Yes."
"Well I'm not going to."
"You're being unreasonable."
"Actually I'm being perfectly reasonable. Now go to your room."
"Fine." Ceara walked upstairs and to her room.
Later that night around seven Ceara walked downstairs. Her dad was in the kitchen making dinner so he didn't hear her leave the house. She walked to the hotel Sam and Dean were staying at downtown. She knocked on their hotel door and waited till Sam opened the door.
"I was being to think you weren't going to show." He told her.
"Sorry I walked."
"No problem. We started looking through some of the pages. Haven't got very far though."
"What about the book?"
"Haven't opened it yet. You can start looking through it if you want.
"Sure." Ceara sat down on the bed that was covered in paper and picked up the old leather book. She opened it to the first page. It had a picture of Peter and her when they were five but there was a circle marked around her in red ink. She moved the picture and started reading what was written on it.
January 7th
Ceara was at Peters birthday. Not his birthday party but at the house on his birthday. I told Mary I don't like her hanging around Peter but she thinks they're cute and that I should give her a break since she just lost her mom.
January 10th
Mary is trying to talk me in to paying for her to take ballet classes. Apparently she told Peter she likes dancing and now he and Mary have it stuck in their heads that it would help her. I'm not paying $50 just so she can run around in dance class for a week then decide she's bored with it.
She skipped through a few pages till she was more in the middle of the book.
December 18th
Ceara and Peter are going to the movies tomorrow night. Thinking this is a perfect time. After all no one could blame me if she accidentally got hit by a car while standing in front of the movie theater.
December 19th
That bitch ruins everything! Why can't she die correctly? Why did he push her out of the way? She's dead for sure now. I don't even care if I get caught anymore.
"I think this book will be helpful." Ceara told them.
"Why what's in it?"