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Carnival of Death

Chapter ten

"So you don't think it's a vampire? Why not?"

"It was different somehow….I saw the thing slice Jack across his throat then put a silver cup up to his neck and after it had filled up with blood it smeared the blood all over its body then drank what was left in the cup, it seemed like some kind of ritual. I saw its face Dean…..It didn't just have fangs like a vampire, all of its teeth were filed to sharp pointed edges….I could feel its evilness…it wasn't a vampire…I'm thinking it was some kind of demon."

"Can you remember anything else?"

"I think he hung these people up then kept feeding off of them till they were bled dry. But for some reason I think Jack was killed outright…I don't know for sure though….." Sam shut his eyes for a few seconds trying to remember. "It's hard to say."

"But you think its somewhere here, in the carnival?"

"It felt like it was but…." Sam ran his hand through this hair. "Who knows…" He looked at Dean and shook his head wishing he could tell him more.

"Well hopefully a salt gun and holy water will work on this thing. I'm going to go back out there and see what I can find."

"I'm going with you."

"Sam you just had your bell rung. I think you should take it easy for awhile. I can handle this."

"No way….we're not even sure what we're dealing with." When he saw the concerned look on Dean's face he added. "I'm fine Dean….and I'm going with you."

Dean was about to object but then figured at least if Sam was with him he could keep his eye on him and wouldn't have to worry about him being alone back at the trailer.

"Okay, but we stick together."

They first stopped at their car and each took a sawed off shotgun filled with salt and a bottle of holy water. They put the shotgun in their waistband and covered it with their jackets. They then started at the ticket booth and slowly walked through the carnival covering the entire area. Once more then found nothing.

"Maybe this thing takes people from the carnival but doesn't stay here, maybe it takes them somewhere else." Sam said looking around.

"Yeah, it would be easy pickings. People come and go all the time."

"Yeah but where is it grabbing them from? Most demons work from a central location….And where is it storing the bodies?"

"I don't know. We went over the entire area with an EMF and came up with nothing."

"Not exactly …. We did get readings but just assumed they came from all the electrical equipment…."

"So maybe it was picking up something paranormal."

"Could be."

"Well, do you remember when the detector started flashing?"

"Not really, I just remember every time we walked by equipment or rides the thing went off."

"Well that's not going to do us any good. This whole area is littered with stuff like that."

"Well there's not much more we can do tonight. Why don't we turn in then get a fresh start tomorrow."

"Sounds good."

Frustrated they headed back to their trailer.

The next morning

Dean headed over to the House of Mirrors with Sam to help him fix the electrical problem before they had to open up for the day. He stayed outside or as close to the exit as he could while Sam went inside and removed the cut wiring. Sam could sense Dean's apprehension.

"So these things still bother you?" Sam smiled.

Dean looked away; he had hoped his brother hadn't remembered how he had freaked out when they were kids.

"Just don't like the damn things."

"I told you before Dean….All you got to do is put your right hand on the mirror and just walk, always keeping your hand on the mirror…it will lead you right out of the house. People get all confused in there and end up going around in circles, that's how they get lost." Sam could tell that didn't ease his brother's fears. "Look, why don't you come back here after our shift is over and I'll take you through."

"I don't need you holding my hand Sam." Dean said embarrassed, but he knew that was exactly what he needed to get over his irrational fear.

"Look, I'm just trying to help." Sam grabbed the new cord and went back inside. A few minutes later he came out and threw the switch. The dark section now was alive with thousands of little lights.

Dean glanced inside and immediately felt sick to his stomach when he saw the lights reflecting in the mirrors making it even more difficult to tell what was a mirror and what was an opening.

"Well I better get over to the coaster; it's almost time to open." Dean said grateful to have an excuse to get away from the house.

"Thanks for the help." Sam said as he started walking around to the front of the booth.

"Keep your eyes open Sam and watch your back."

"Yeah you too and double check that track before you open up."

"I will. You keep in touch and if you see anyone suspicious call me."

"Likewise."

Later

The day went by uneventful as hundreds of people went through the carnival and neither Sam nor Dean saw anything that looked suspicious.

As his shift ended Sam began shutting off the lights and sweeping out the trash that people had dropped in the house. Just as he was about to leave he saw movement to the left and slightly behind him. He turned around and looked right into the face of the demon from his vision , it was looking back at him from one of the mirrors. He grabbed his cell phone and at the same time backed up as he reached for his shotgun which he had hidden under his ticket booth. He pressed Dean's number.

"Yeah." Dean answered.

"Dean! …." Was all Sam could get out before a long skeleton like arm reached out and grabbed him and pulled him back into the house. He grabbed hold of the frames of the mirrors cutting his hands as he tried desperately to get away, but he was no match for the demon. It pulled him into its reflection then vanished along with him.

TBC