Hey, so here is the next chapter. I think i am sort of beginnning to get the hang of this...


"So, what did you find?" Dean closed the door and sat down beside Sam.

Sam looked up from the screen. "On Maria? Absolutely nothing. She died peacefully in her sleep 85 years ago. I can't find anything on why she's strangling people. How 'bout you?" Sam desperately hoped Dean had something.

"Not much," Dean shrugged, "but get this, the people here call her 'Black Agnes'".

Sam nodded. He'd heard this. Dean continued. "Do you think there is a reason for the 'Black' part? Why isn't it just 'Agnes' or Maria? "

Sam thought for a second then hit a few keys on the keyboard. After scanning the screen for a moment, a triumphant look came over his face. "Got it." He said.

"'Black Agnes'," he read, "'marks the grave of a woman who died of a broken heart after being cheated on by her fiancé. Victims are always teenage girls.

At midnight the statues eyes glow red and simply looking at them is enough to seal ones fate. It is seen as a rite of passage. Young girls dare each other to spend a night on her lap.'" Sam stopped reading. "That explains Taylor daring Kim to sit on it."

"Right, this should be a simple salt and burn. As long as we do it before or after midnight." Dean began listing what they'd have to do. "We'll dig up the body and…"

"Dean," Sam interrupted, "simple? There is a statue on top of the body. How are we going to get to it? And, even if we figure it out, what if the spirit comes after us? And, this doesn't sound like Maria. How is she linked? I told you there is nothing on her."

"Sammy, it is simple. We'll go around the statue. I checked it out. It doesn't cover the entire grave. If the spirit comes after us you can use your girlishly good looks to stall it. Simple"

Sam sighed and shook his head. This was going to be interesting.

That night…

Dean stopped the engine outside the church gates.

"It's 11 o'clock. We have an hour to get in there and get rid of the bones. Piece of cake."

Sam sighed again. Just like Dean to get so confident about it. This was not going to go well.

Sam got out of the car and walked around to the trunk to help Dean unload the equipment.

"I noticed that the statue doesn't cover the foot of the grave." Dean was saying. "We'll go 'round behind it."

They began to make their way through the cemetery to the statue. Stopping every now and then to pick them selves up off the uneven ground.

Finally they stood in front of the statue. "Lets start digging behind here" Dean moved behind the statue and dug the shovel into the ground.

Thunk. Dean's shovel hit the solid coffin. "Ok, I'd say we have half an hour before midnight. That's plenty of time." He threw his shovel up out of the grave and began to climb out. "Sam, can you chuck me my gear…Sam?" Dean looked around. "SAM?" He shouted…no response. "Where the…" Dean noticed an eerie red glow surrounding the statue.

Dean ran round the front. Out of the corner of his eye he could see the stone woman's eyes glowing red.

Being careful in order to avoid meeting the statues eyes Dean searched for Sam. "Sammy, where are you?" Finally he spotted Sam standing next to a tombstone; his eyes looked with those of Black Agnes. "Damn! Sam, you ok?" Once again no response. Sam just stood there, mesmerised by the eyes of the statue. Then, slowly he began to walk towards the statue, towards the arms that reached for him.

"SAMMY! NO!"


So... giggles

That chap was a bit short. Hopefully the next will be longer.

Hayles