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"Joyce Meadows?" Dean asked.
Miss Ellie nodded. "She was a student of mine," she said "The best young dancer I've seen. She played Dorothy."
"What happened to her?" Sam asked.
"She died," Miss Ellie said and her eyes turned sad "Eleven months ago. It was a week away from the performance and she had a rehearsal. We were working on her solo. She stayed an extra hour after class every Monday and we rehearsed.
"And one night I was exhausted from my lessons I needed some coffee. I left her to buy one from the shop nearby and told her to start without me. The line was too long and I waited for a long time until I was finally done and ready to go back.
"I came into the classroom and saw her. She was on the floor unconscious and bleeding. For some reason she'd decided to wear her pointe shoes without her toe pads on and her toes got injured. There were pieced of broken glass in her shoes. No one knew how they got there.
"I called 911 and they sent an ambulance. She'd lost quite a lot of blood, but she was alive. But her toes were broken. There was no way she could dance in the performance. She was heartbroken when we told her. I put it off, because even if I found a new Dorothy, there was no way she could learn the whole choreographies in a week. Eventually, I had to cast another one of my students as the lead because Joyce wasn't getting better fast enough and she was the next best I could use.
"I never thought it would upset her as much as it did. One day she came to see us and the moment she saw Angie dancing her solo, she all but threw a fit. She cried and cried in front of the whole class. I tried to help her, but she wouldn't let me near her, saying that I had betrayed her. I left her to calm down and sent the girls back home. We couldn't rehearse like that.
"She came again one day. She had brought her costume with her. She said she was going to leave it here since Angie would probably need another one and she wasn't going to wear it. When the class was over, she told me she was going to leave because her dad had come to pick her up.
"But he hadn't and she didn't leave. She hid somewhere and I didn't see her when I left. She put on the costume and went to the balcony. She jumped off."
The teacher had had a hard time telling the story. When she said that Joyce had told her that she had betrayed her, she almost chocked on tears. And when she talked about her suicide, it sounded like she blamed herself.
"Are you sure she killed herself?" Sam asked. Ghosts or other supernatural beings had the skill to make murder look like suicide.
"There were ten witnesses who saw her jump off the balcony," Miss Ellie assured him.
"We're terribly sorry," the youngest Winchester said and then pulled Dean to the side.
"Joyce's ghost is punishing these people," he told him.
"I worked that out with the teacher," his brother said "But what was her connection to Kelly?"
"We'll have to go talk to her family and maybe look her up," Sam said.
Dean agreed and they went back to their room. Luckily, he had used the time Becca had been there usefully and had looked for EMF, only to find spirit activity there too.
It was strange to think that one day ago they were preparing to leave. Turns out this case was bigger than they had originally thought.
At the motel, Sam researched Joyce Meadows, but found no connection between her and Kelly.
The next day, dressed in their suits, they went to the address they had found to be where Joyce lived. They were greeted by her parents who were still trying to grip the fact that their daughter had committed suicide over a role in a dance performance. They did say, though, that her dancing meant everything to her. They also confirmed that Joyce knew no one by the name of Kelly Williams.
They showed them to her bedroom and left them alone to look around. They found traces of EMF yet again along with her dress for the performance. The shoes, a pair of red pointe shoes, had been given to the girl who was now playing Dorothy.
"Hey, Sammy," Dean called out to his brother "This would suit you." He held up Joyce's white and blue tutu.
"Not funny," Sam answered.
"Bitch," Dean commented.
"Jerk," Sam answered.
When they were done in the bedroom, they asked Mr and Mrs Meadows where Joyce was buried. To their annoyance, they learned that she had been cremated. When this was the case, they had to search for objects or for anything that might be holding the spirit and that could get very complicated.
They had lunch at the same diner as the day before. They were going to go back to the room for research, but then they saw someone they knew on the street. It was Becca. Today, her hair was tied in a bun and she had a bag slung over her shoulder as she walked down the street. They thought that they should talk to her too, once she had been in Joyce's class.
"Becca," Sam called out to her. She turned around and saw them.
"Agents," she greeted them.
"We would like to ask you some questions," Dean said.
"Am I being accused of something?" Becca sounded panicked "I swear I don't know who attacked Miss Ellie!"
"You're not being accused of anything," he reassured her "But we would like to talk to you about Joyce Meadows."
A shadow seemed to pass over her face. "What about her?" she asked.
"Were you there the night she broke her toes?" Sam asked.
She nodded and they asked her to tell them about it. She told them that it was a usual time after the lesson. They had talked and then they had gone home while Joyce stayed for her extra hour. But then they asked if she remembered anything else about it, anything out of the ordinary.
"Well," she said "I can't say it was unusual, but Angie almost took Joyce's pointe shoes by mistake. She picked them up and almost left with them, but Joyce told her they were hers. She gave them back straight away."
"Angie is the one starring now?" Sam asked, having remembered he had heard that name before.
"Yes," Becca said.
The brothers thanked her and told her she was free to go. "Do you think Angie sabotaged Joyce?" Sam asked Dean.
"Why not?" he said "Angie wanted Joyce's role so made sure she couldn't dance. Joyce gets pissed when Ellie gives her the role and then she kills herself. Now she's trying to get revenge."
It seemed logical enough to both of them. It was, however, missing something. Kelly Williams still didn't fit in the story. Just then, Dean's phone rang. "This is agent Page," he said as he answered it.
"Agent," said a woman on the other side of the line "This is Officer Cindy Wood."
"What can we do for you, Officer?" Dean asked.
"There was another attack," she said "Ellie Murphy is dead."
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