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The Hamilton Inn

Chapter eight

"Well I guess we can be pretty certain Evelyn Hamilton is involved in this." Dean said as they walked back toward their car. The few people who did talk to them all seemed to think she was an evil woman who constantly hounded her husband and could easily be the one that killed him and his followers. None of them seemed to like her.

"And with no bones it's going to be pretty impossible to stop her."

"We can always perform a cleansing ritual in the ocean and hope it's enough to stop her."

"They seldom work."

"Yeah but at least it might slow her down for a day or two, just enough time to let them hold the dance."

"I guess that's all we can do."

They were just about to get in the car when an older woman approached them.

"I heard you were asking questions about the Hamiltons."

"Yeah, yeah we were. Do you know anything?" Dean asked as the brothers turned toward the woman.

"I was a friend of Evelyn's."

"Can you tell us about her?"

"She was a sweet gentle woman, not at all like what the people of this town would have you believe."

"Why would they make up stories about her?"

"It all started after the second fire. People said they saw her walking around the outside of the inn, and then after the fire started some of them said they saw her inside the flame, that's how the legend was born. They said she was evil and that she had killed all those people….but Evelyn was the sweetest person I knew, she wouldn't hurt a fly."

"So you don't think Evelyn was involved in either fire?"

"No…..She was devoted to her husband and never would have hurt him."

"Even though he practiced black magic?" Sam asked.

"She hated what he was doing but he was her husband. According to her you stuck by your husband no matter what."

"Do you have any idea what happened to her?"

"She just disappeared…. I'm sure you heard the stories about Hamilton murdering her."

"Yeah we have. What do you think?"

"I never knew what to think. She told me she was going to confront him about his ….activities."

"And after that she disappeared?"

The woman nodded sadly.

"I never saw her again."

"If her husband did kill her …. Do you have any idea where he would have put her body?"

"Everyone said he threw her in the sea."

The brothers were disappointed; they had hoped maybe someone would give them another lead to where she might be buried.

"I'm sorry you lost your friend, but thanks for letting us know that there was a different side to her."

"I just couldn't stand hearing all these negative things about her…. Evelyn would never hurt anyone, including that good for nothing husband of hers."

The brothers thanked the woman then climbed in the car and drove back to the inn.

"Well now we got two sides to the story. One, that Evelyn was a bitch…and the other, that she was a saint." Dean said as he drove.

"So who do we believe?"

"I have no idea. … All I know is that she tried to drown you twice so I'm leaning toward the bitch side."

Dean parked the car in the small parking lot; they then headed toward the inn. They had only walked a few feet when Sam suddenly gasped in pain and fell to his knees, his hands fisted against his temples.

"Sammy?" Dean knelt next to him. "What's going on?"

"Oh God…." Sam moaned as blood began to trickle out of his nose. He squeezed his eyes shut as a vision flashed through his mind.

He could see someone walking around the outside of the inn bolting the doors and windows shut. He tried to see who it was but each time he tried a sharp pain would shoot through his head. He watched as the figure climbed in one of the windows then poured what looked to be oil from a lamp around the entire upstairs of the inn, then as they lit a match and dropped it onto the floor.

"Sammy?" Dean repeated as he grabbed his brother by his shoulders and gently shook him. "Come on snap out of it."

The vision stopped and Sam slowly opened his eyes.

"You okay?" Dean asked as he looked into his brother's eyes.

"Yeah." Sam said as he waited for the pain to subside. But then he saw something that caught his eye. "Dean, look."

Sam nodded toward the inn and Dean could see the figure of a woman standing in their window looking down at them.

TBC