Chapter 2

Looking Back Into The Past

The next morning Rachel wearing a black tan top and cami pants with her hair still in a pony tail gets a call from Mike, her best friend.

Rachel with exhaustion and relieve in her voice answered the phone. "Hey Mike"

"What did you see?"

"What?"

"Rachel I've known you since you started walking and talking."

"Mike you called me. So what do you want?"

Annoyed, and resigned, Mike replies "Another accident near State Route 17"

Rachel was silent

"You saw this didn't you?... I'm on the way"

They hung up

Rachel walks upstairs to her room, goes into the bathroom and begins to cry.

Rachel isn't like others. She has been in two very unexplainedaccidents. The first one was when she was 2 months old and her cousin Stephanie Richards was 2 years old. Their mothers were putting them to sleep, their fathers, relaxing in the front lawn heard the screams coming from the babies room, they rushed into the house, ran to the nursery where they found the babies, safely in their cribs and mothers not in sight. They could not understand where the screams had come from, until they saw near Rachel's blanket stained with drops of blood. As Rachel's father got closer to the baby, he noticed that the blood was dripping from the ceiling. Neither man was prepared for what they were about to witness. Both their wives, glued to the ceiling, dead, covered with blood.

The second accident occurred 2 years later when she was traveling with her Uncle Peter, Stephanie's dad, on a windy night, heading home from Flatwood, West Virginia where they had gone to see about the purchase of a new house. After that terrible accident 2 years ago, the fathers kept the girls almost inseparable, and the idea of moving to a new house was something that was long overdue. Peter had taking his attention off the road for just a second to peek into his rear view mirror to make sure that 2 year old Rachel and 4 year old Stephanie were sleeping comfortable in their car seats, when all of a sudden Peter saw what looked like two huge, glowing, hypnotizing red eyes. This was heading straight into them. Peter closed his eyes and steered away from the road where he came to a full stop, banging his head against the windshield. After catching his breath and checking on the girls, which by now were crying hysterically but unharmed, he got out of the car to see what he had almost collided with. He walked around. Nothing was on the road. There was no sign of tire marks on the road. No sign of glowing hypnotizing red eyes. There was actually nobody else on the road. Could he be going crazy?...Was he seeing things?...The mild summer breeze brushed against his cut and for the first time since he saw what he was sure he had seen, he realized he was injured. The cut was not too deep, at least that's what it appeared at first, but the entire left side of his face was covered with blood. He headed back to the jeep and reached for the first aid kit inside the trunk. He wrapped a bandage across his forehead and grabbed two cold fruit juices from the cooler. He went over to the girls. Stephanie and Rachel had stopped crying, and found Peter's bandage very amusing. Stephanie insisted that all her father needed was a feather and he would make a perfect Indian. That night Peter suffered a terrible headache. The pain was so strong he was not able to see clearly. Every night Peter will suffer the same headache. Four weeks later Stephanie found her dad lying on the kitchen table unconscious. The medical examiner informed the family that Peter had suffered an aneurism, most likely due to a previous hard blow to the head.

After her uncle's death Rachel started having what she called "nightmares". The nightmares were always the same, she saw her mother, her aunt and her uncle's death.

Until one day at school, Rachel now 10 and fully awake, had a vision. She was terrified and screamed. It was the nightmares she was so familiar with. But how can it be. She was not asleep, she was right awake. She was crying and trembling with fears of letting anyone know. The school called her father and she was picked up. She was not able to speak on the way home, but her father wanted to know what had happened. As soon as they got home an old friend of Rachel's dad, John Winchester, was waiting for him. Rachel got out of the car and ran straight inside the house.

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Mike walking in the house wearing a dark green polo shirt and jeans with his hair spiked up yelled, "Rachel?"

Rachel walking down the stairs with her hair wet tied in a pony tail, wearing a white top and faded jeans yelled, "Yeah was up?"

"Lets get to work." Mike whispered.

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Dean was driving, he normally did, while Sam was researching information sent to them by their father.

"So, Sam, is Point Pleasant the new job?"

"Yeah, there was another accident...deaths... the coordinates points to Point Pleasant."

"It's weird that dad will send us there...do the victims have anything in common?" Dean looks over to Sam.

"No really...other than they all had accidents near the area."

"Okay"

They pass an old abandoned barn with a sign that reads "BIRD SANCTUARY - DO NOT DISTURB"

Dean turns up the radio, one of his favorite song is playing by the Rolling Stone...Dean turns to Sam and smiles shaking his head back and forth but Sam just rolls his eyes and said "Whatever"

"Jerk" said Dean under his breath.

"Bitch" replied Sam.

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