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Chapter 5
It was about 3pm and the boys were sitting in the diner at their motel eating supper. They had been looking for Papa Theodore all day, but nobody wanted to talk to them. Everyone was afraid. They were trying to decide what they needed to do next. All day long Sam acted more like himself and Dean began to relax a little. Neither had mentioned what had happened the day before.
"OK' said Sam taking a sip of his drink, "What next?"
"I don't know. Nobody wants to talk to us. I've run out of options." He played with the food on his plate.
"I know," said Sam as he finished his meal, "Me too."
The door to the diner opened and Frank walked in. He came and sat down with them at their table. "Well, have you found out anything?"
"No," said Dean with a hint of frustration, "we've asked everybody and nobody wants to talk about Papa Theodore."
"Yeah," said Frank. "I know what you mean. That's the same kind of response I've been getting."
Dean looked Frank in the eyes. "We're not going to give up Frank. Until we find this guy and stop him, we'll be right here."
"I appreciated it." said Frank. He looked at Sam and smiled, glancing at his plate. Sam looked back at Frank and that uneasy feeling started to come over him again, but he returned the smile. It was probably nothing.
"Well," said Frank rising from the chair, "I guess I'm gonna head home. Call if anything comes up ok."
"Yeah", said Sam, "We will." Frank left and the brothers continued to discuss what they were going to do next. Both decided to go back to the motel and get some rest. It was around 6pm when they left the diner.
Frank walked a couple of blocks to a bar that was just down the road from the diner. He went inside and to the back where Papa Theodore was waiting. "Sam ate all his food."
"Good," answered Papa Theodore. "Tonight, Sam Winchester's dreams will be very intense. When he wakes up in the morning, he will feel the full effects of that dream." Papa Theodore laughed wickedly.
"What's the dream Papa, can you tell me?" asked Frank, gazing at his master.
"Sam will see me. He will remember about last night," Papa Theodore began. "He will run over to me and I will be holding a box. He will place his hand on the box and look inside. The box will snap shut and prick his thumb." The man smiled. "Sam will begin having pains in his head and chest. When he wakes up, all the feelings that he had in his dreams will be there. He won't be able to shake them off." Papa turned from Frank and looked around the room. "The younger brother will find anger again, and as the day goes on, his anger will turn to the older brother. The younger will kill the older. He won't be able to resist. Then the younger one will kill himself," he said to Frank who listened with his eyes wide open. "This will take place at the master's altar and the master will then reward us." He quickly turned from where he was standing, "I have to leave now. I have to go and prepare the sacrifice," finished Papa Theodore and left the bar.