The boys both decide to split up and go ask previous missing people reports and question their families. At the moment they couldn't see much of a connection; different jobs, born in different places and in no way seemed alike. Dean headed off to another girls house while Sam checked out an older guys disappearance. "Thank god! This place looks normal…or more normal then that scary house" jokes Dean to himself as he pulls up near the Driveway.
"So... Patricia went missing several years ago?" asks Dean. "Yes…I just don't get who would want to hurt or take her? She was the nicest person…and after what happened to her boyfriend years ago…it's a real shame" replies her old roommate. "What happened?" asks Dean resisting to flirt "Oh he died….years ago" "cancer?" interrupts Dean "no? A car crash…she was really broken up about it…stop going out for a while. But everything happens for a reason" says the young girl. "You actually believe that?" questions Dean "Um…well I think life just works like that…everything is connected and when something bad happens it works out for the best" replies the girl "um…yeah ok thanks…that will just about do it" says Dean as he gives a smirk and drives off.
Dean is sitting in the hotel when Sam comes back from questioning the other victim's family. "Hey so get this! They both have guys that died in their history…same with your dude?" asks Dean "No…his wife died" "Oh..? Well I guess it was just any kind of death…" says Dean "Yeah…maybe it chooses its victims based on the death in their lives?" responds Sam "Yeah thanks for stating the obvious there buddy" says Dean as he lets out a huge smile and Sam just sighs and continues "I was looking in dads journal and have a look at this thing" says Sam as he throws Dean the diary "A…? Banabkbsbd?" guesses Dean, clearly confused "A…ba…baglin… It doesn't matter, have a read" says Sam. "Ok, the….thingy kills people by draining them of all their bad memories…yadda yadda yadda. Until the victim remembers nothing and…dies. Wow harsh!" says Dean. "Yeah so that's why all those victims had a similarity of death in their lives…its uses their pain as a kind of energy boost" "Oh! Why doesn't it just get a coffee...alright lets just find someone with a sad death in their family and watch e'm" replies Dean as he grabs his gun and walks out the door.
Sam and Dean are in the local library with millions of books surrounding them, which almost make it impossible to walk anywhere. Sam is looking up medical histories of the town and Dean is reading a little more about the creature they are dealing with…however you say its name. Dean is lounging on the couch, book on his lap and foot on the seat. "Hey I found a little more on the…bisguas" says Dean trying not to laugh at the difficulty of its name. "Yeah I know it's a stupid name…what did you find out?" "So when this thing is draining you of your memories or whatever…it supposedly puts the victims in this kind of alternate reality, very pro stuff" replies Dean "so what? It makes them think they are awake and fine…but they aren't?" questions Sam "Too right little brother…so we need to find this thing, who its attacking next and hopefully find the previous victims if they aren't dead already" says Dean as he throws the book onto the table at the library and it makes a huge thud and the librarian gives him an evil look.
"Ok well this man I was talking to before gave me a little info about a guy named Frasier. He lost his girlfriend a while back, some one murdered her. If I were him I would have a lot of pain" says Sam as they head for the exit "Ok...is there anyone or anything else like that in the city?" "Nope…this guy seemed really affected, he stopped going out and dating and stuff" says Sam "Wow like two peas in a mutilated pod" Dean chuckles and sprints out the door, avoiding a hit from Sam.