"What's the problem ?" Dean asked confused .
"That band ….. is here in town ." Sam said . Dean looked at him and nodded .
"That's a good thing Sam . We can see who is doing this from the band and stop them before they do it to someone else ."
"Dean we can't just go there and start pegging off some guys in a band and even if we wanted to , they have security guards and shit to stop us ."
"When have security guards stopped us before ?" Dean asked incredulously .
"Well we can't go to there hotel rooms and start aiming guns at people who we don't know if we should be aiming at in the first place ." Sam replied .
"Fine, what do you wanna do ?" Dean asked crossing his arms.
"I wanna do our job like we should , prepared . You always said if we don't know the information before going into a hunt , we don't go in at all ." Sam replied . Dean scowled , hating when his brother used his words against him .
"Fine , Boy genius . But where do we even start ? I mean , this band is fairly new, they probably haven't got that much press yet ." Dean said .
"I don't know . Bios of all the guys , whatever we can find out about them ." Sam said " There's gotta be one crazy fan who made a website about them ." Dean just grunted in response and grabbed his brother's laptop . He logged on and searched the bands name , and page after page came up about the band . Most of which was made by fans , noticing the constant gushing and cooing over the members of band on the message board , looks like they were well liked by their fans . After going from page to page , Dean finally found a page that was an official website for the band . He clicked on 'Band Info' tab on the website . He skimmed through it because half of it was just where each member were from and what they like to do . As he read through , all the guys seemed like regular guys to him . It seemed like none of them had some hidden agenda or anything of the sort . He sighed out of frustration .He didn't know where to look next , everything he looked into had no signs of anything of their kind of business . To Dean , this band just seemed like another black wearing , teen angst band , who probably is just singing to keep up with their drug problems . Then as he thought that , it hit him , their singing . He went into their average search engine and wrote in 'Inspection Crowd single ' and instantly page after page of websites appeared about this band controversial first single . He clicked on the Memphis newspaper website , it had been dated back a couple a weeks, about two or three weeks before the suicides of the girls happened . Instead of reading the article , Dean opted to watch the televised news report proved by the website . He listened as the semi-attracted woman spoke about the band . She said that the song contained satanic subliminal messages , and some audio evaluators talked about how that if you played the words back you can hear them saying to worship Satan and at the end it says six , six , six over and over again . They played a clip but Dean didn't believe it to be legit evidence, to him it sounded like propaganda garbage put together by a group of over protective soccer moms trying to derail their kids from listening to a type of music that they didn't like . He did believe that their could be some sort of messaging placed in the song but not what the news article said it was . He thinks it was something that missed (or something they didn't bother to find in the first place ). Dean looked over at Sam , who was scribbling in his notebook as he sat on his bed, cross legged and barefoot with his notebook on his lap with a newspaper in front of him and even though he kept changing his attention from his notebook to the newspaper , his concentration never diminished or drifted away from his work .
"Sam ?" Dean said pulling Sam out of his work and his thoughts .
"What's up ? You find something ?"
"I think so , These 'Inspection Crowd ' douche bags apparently have a pretty controversial first single out."
"Yeah ? What's so controversial about it ?" Sam asked .
"They believe if you listen to it backwards you'll hear satanic chants and six , six , six repeated over and over ." Dean replied .
"And you actually believe that ?" Sam asked incredulously.
"Not the message , no . But I do believe that there is some kind of message on the song , just not the one they think it is ."
"You really think so ?"
"Yeah I do ."
"Okay."Sam said with a hint of sarcasm .
"What? You don't think so ?"
"I don't know . I mean , they've been putting "devil worship" accusations on rock stars and rock songs for years . You of all people should have know that ." Sam said .
"I know believe man , the bull shit they said about Ozzy and Led Zeppelin being Satan worshipers didn't fly with me but I think that we don't have much to go off and we should look into the information that could be a possible to clue to killing this son of a bitch ."
"I guess you're right ."
"Of Course I am . I'm always right ." Dean smirked . Sam chuckled and shook his head at his brother . "So I say we download their song and you can work your super geeky nerd powers on the audio to see what we can find ."
"Fine give me the computer ." Sam said . Dean passed over the laptop to his brother and sat back in his seat at the table . Sam downloaded the song from a website and played it to hear the song and most importantly the words . Dean raised a brow as he listened to the song . Let's just say Dean's accusations from earlier about the band were correct and much more worse . Noticing the look on Dean's face , Sam smirked and turned off the audio . Sam , then proceed to sync the song into a audio generator to get to the business of things. Dean sat there scowling and thought aloud, "Why would kids ever bother listening to this ?"
"Beats me." Sam replied .
"Reminds me of the dumb ass music you use to listen to." Dean muttered to himself .
"What?" Sam asked hearing Dean muttering something.
"What?" Dean said playing innocent .
"You said something."Sam said confused .
"No , I didn't." Dean replied .
"Whatever ." Sam said dismissing the conversation and looked back at the screen to keep working. Dean smirked to himself in triumph as his childish little trick worked . Sam worked on putting the song into the audio generator to help thread the song into pieces . Sam decided to plug is head phones into the computer to be-able to hear every noise or any interlaced words put into the song. He decided to just play the instrumentals to see if there was any patterns or whispering or anything else to be found. Everything sounded as it should , so he decided to play the vocals by themselves. Nothing found. He then got the idea to play the song backwards. As he played the song he heard a faint sound in the background and it didn't sound like any instrument . So he upped the background noise and lowered the vocals and the instrumentals. What came up was a whispering of a man, in what sounded like in a completely different language.
"Dean, come listen to this." Sam said to his brother.
"Hold on , I'm busy."Dean replied . Sam looked to see his brother sitting at the table with his feet propped up ,watching 'I Love Lucy' .
"Dude , Are you serious?"
"What?" Dean asked .
"'I Love Lucy' , really?"
"Come on , You can't not like this show and besides it's a good one too." Dean smiled .
"Whatever, come listen to this."Sam said .
"Fine." Dean complied and trudged over to his brother.
"Listen to this, I upped the background noise of the song and lowered the vocals and the instrumentals. And I got some strange whispering." Sam said "But I'm pretty sure it's speaking another language." Sam handed Dean the headphones to let him listen to the audio. Dean listened to the audio and he somewhat felt he knew what kind of language it is.
"Wait , play the beginning again." Dean asked. When Sam played the beginning again , Dean listened very carefully. Even as he listened for the second time , he still can't place the language but he knows he's heard it before.
"I could have sworn I've heard it before. I just can't place where." Dean said.
"I've never heard it before , maybe it just sounds like another thing you've heard." Sam suggested.
"Yeah , maybe."Dean agreed but he wasn't too sure. Something in his head made him think other wise.
"I'm gonna email it to Bobby see if he can get anything out of it. Something maybe we're missing or not hearing."Sam said while converting the file for email compatibility.
"Alright." Dean said turning back to the television screen.
"Are you okay?" Sam asked.
"Yeah , just feeling a little spacy right now , I think I'll go for a walk and get some air." Dean replied standing up and pulling on his jacket.
"Okay."Sam said. Dean walked out the door and closed the door eerily soft , making Sam look over at the door in confusion. Dean always closed the door with power ,whether he was mad or not. Sam just figured maybe Dean had a headache and did want to make a lot of noise.
Four hours later , Dean was still not back from his walk and was starting to worry Sam a little. Dean didn't seem to be in the mood for drinking , he just seemed somber and a little fogged in the head . Sam can tell whether he thinks Dean needs alcohol to be put into the persuasion or he just needs air to clear his head (Although the first comes up a few more times than the other ). Sam sat on his bed with his arms folded across his chest watching the television trying to listen to the news report that was being told but his mind kept wandering and his eyes filled with sleep and begin to droop. As he begin to drift to fall asleep , his cell phone beside him began to ring, sighing he reached over and answered.
"Hello?"Sam said plainly into the receiver.
"Sam?" Dean's voice said on the other line.
"Hey man , where have you been ?" Sam asked rubbing at his tired eyes.
"I don't know." Deans faltered voice from the other end.
"What do you mean you 'don't know'?"Sam asked confused.
"I mean I have no idea where I am right now , I have no idea what I've been doing for the past four hours since I've left. I don't even think I'm in the right town anymore and I feel like I got punched in the head by Mike Tyson and the worst part is I'm completely sober." Dean said in a rushed voice.
"Okay , what do you see around you ?"Sam asked.
"I seem some restaurant called 'Eddie's Eats'." Dean replied.
"Wait , didn't we see that when we were passing through?" Sam said.
"I don't know , I guess ." Dean said.
"Well, if you're where I think you are , you're three towns over."Sam said.
"Three towns over? How the hell did I get here?"Dean yelled.
"Dude , calm down. I'm gonna put your GPS on your phone on and come and get you. Alright? Just stay put." Sam said pulling on his shoes.
"Alright, fine." Dean replied and hung up .
"I should freaking let him rot out there." Sam said going to his computer to turn on the GPS to Dean's phone and getting his location which is indeed three towns over. He grabbed the keys to the Impala and went to go pick up his brother.
A/N: I am soooo sorry haven't updated in such a long time , Had a intense case of writers block but now I'm in the back of swing of things . So get ready for more updates :)