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Thank you for reading the 1st Chapter^^ and a very, very big thank you to my betareader Ethereal Siren, she did a great work. I could say, a little wonder.

The Factory

Half an hour later, they came upon an old desolate factory. Dilapidated steel grey rose into the sky, and a red rust-coloured chimney could be seen at the far end of the building.

They parked the car so that the forensics team could not see as they stowed away their things in a black van.

Patiently, Dean and Sam waited there until everything was quiet. Once the investigators were gone, the brothers walked to the building, navigating around the scrap metal parts scattered everywhere on the ground up to the front entrance, which had been sealed with a yellow stop tape.

On the silver door the color flaked off sporadically and the bare metal was starting to rust. 'Why would someone stay here?', Dean asked himself. This further showed how nothing in this case made any sense, but it's the reason they were there.

Dean looked around once again, examining the area around the field in which the building stood. In the distance one could see the woods, who's trees rose tall upon the hills.

Everything was quiet and as far as he could see it, nobody was by view. He nodded to Sam in confirmation, and began to break open the door.

After few moments, Dean heard a crack and thought that Sam had made it. Both threw the last look over her shoulders, then entered the building.

It was dark; only the broken windows let in a little light. In the hall which they entered, nothing was to be seen, but as they passed through the inner door, the first sights became visible by light cast through the muddy window and they finally saw the magnitude of the destruction.

The steel beams had been simply broken as if they had been only of wood. Parts of a machine lay scattered on the ground. The roof hung, tearing down, and the rest lay on the ground.

Carefully, the two brothers explored the space. "What do you think happened here?" Sam asked him.

Dean twitched with the shoulders, and looked around helplessly. "It looks like a bomb went off in here, but, Sam, this doesn't fit anything. The murders in the town, the fight", Dean made a gesture enclosing everything, "this place. What's the connection?", he asked Sam.

Sam ran his hand through his hair. He also had no idea what happened in this town. What he knew, however, was that something about this whole situation stank immensely.

"Hey, Dean, look." Sam gestured to one of the walls. Though it was buried, one could recognise quite clearly a sign in written in red.

Taking care to not mix up everything, Sam pushed a few fragments aside.

Dean had stepped to his side and examined it meticulously. He was lost. He had never seen a sign like it in his life. "What is this? Have you ever seen anything like it?" he asked Sam.

"No, I haven't. Hold up the light, so I can make a copy of it.

", answered Sam to his brother truthfully. "Maybe we will find out something about it on the Internet." He sounded a little convinced.

There were few things in the supernatural world which both brothers had not seen yet. Up until now, this had not been a problem, but there was nothing they could do here for now.

After Sam had traced the sign, they went once again through the small dirty space.

Except for soot tracks, left from the place where the victim had lain, they could find nothing, so they decided return to their motel room to look up the symbol on the internet.

Who knows, maybe they would discover something useful.

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