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"Owner Harold Montgomery questioned after rollercoaster falls off track, killing three people and injuring two others," Sam read.
"Montgomery denied claims of negligence, even after he was reminded about the circus' previous mishap in another town, two weeks prior," Dean continued. The article went on to say that after each accident, but could find nothing to indicate why the coaster had malfunctioned. Sam frowned. Why would a poltergeist latch onto a circus? Had someone died there? And if so, when?
"You know, the place is still in town," Dean commented.
"And I've wanted to go to the circus," Sam added, with a grin. The two grabbed their gear and headed for the car. A few minutes later, they were at the fairgrounds. Sam and Dean looked around at the crowd.
"Accident hasn't seemed to scare off the customers," Dean noted.
"Guess not," Sam agreed. They continued to walk around. Suddenly, Sam stopped.
"What? Do you have a weird vibe?" Dean questioned in concern.
"Look, there's a Gypsy tent," Sam stated.
"You think whoever's in there knows what's going on?" Dean wondered.
"It's worth a shot," Sam answered. With that, they walked up to the tent. Then, it was Dean's turn to halt.
"What?" Sam asked, when he realized his brother wasn't following him anymore.
"Dude, check out the walls," Dean stated. Sam followed his brother's gaze. Taped to the wall of the tent where various photos of the Winchesters.
"What the---" Sam's uneasy question trailed off.
"Sam and Dean, get in. I don't have all day and neither do you," a voice stated. Sam let out a snort of laughter. That had been pretty much how Missouri Mosely had greeted them. Dean followed Sam into the tent, despite his misgivings. The pictures of Sam's girlfriend heightened his suspicions.
"Who the heck are you?" Dean asked gruffly, as he and his brother sat down in chairs in front of the table.
"Ah, suspicious. As well you should be, Dean. After all, in your line of work, you can't trust just anybody," the woman stated.
"Why do you have these pictures of Jess?" Sam wondered, his own voice guarded. The woman gave him a sympathetic look.
"Oh, honey. I'm so sorry you had to go through that. Her death hit us all very hard," she said, reaching over and squeezing a hand.
"What can you tell us about the circus?" Dean queried brusquely.
"These happenings are no accident. There's a very angry and very powerful poltergeist at work," the woman answered.
"How do we know you're not helping it?" Sam questioned.
"Right. Like she's gonna help a ticked off spirit kill people," a female voice said somewhat sarcastically. Sam and Dean turned around.
"Kelly," Sam said in surprise.