"So bring me up to speed, what's going on in little ol' Ankeny Iowa?" Alex was still half asleep, all the driving around was killing him. Especially when Faith herself seemed to not require sleep.
"Well, it was two days ago really that it started. Lori Sorenson, the local vicar's daughter, was with her boyfriend on 9 mile road." Faith turned the corner slowly, completely focused on the road as well as the details of the case. "He went out to investigate some noises they could hear and left Lori in the car. This is all from Lori's account, remember. Anyway, he went out to investigate when all of a sudden. Poof" She took her hands of the wheel momentarily to make a jazz-hand wave. She laughed.
"Let me guess, hanging upside down above the car. His bloody fingernail scraping on the roof?" Alex smiled to himself, vaguely recalling the urban legends of his childhood. Faith laughed along, a nervous laugh more than anything. Alex turned to look at her. "You're not serious. Surely?"
"I am. He was found, strung up from the girders of the bridge above 9 mile road. His bloody fingernail- blah blah blah" She rounded another corner and began to slow down as she came to a stop sign at the next junction.
"Oh my God. So what's happened today then? More teenagers strung up above cars?" Alex was slightly shocked at the prospect of his childhood legends coming true. Sure, in a job like ours, you expect some of them to be true. But not things like the hook man. Alex shuddered slightly at the name, it had always sent a shiver down his spine.
"What the hell are they doing?" Faith had come to a complete stop outside a house, which Alex assumed to be the university dorm house. He followed her line of sight and could see two figures sneaking around the back of the building. Dean was watching as two girls left the building and walked out toward the ambulance and police officers. Sam was climbing up the side of the building. Faith simply shook her head. "Let's show them how to do this properly."
She parked the car and unclipped her seatbelt. Alex was already out of the truck, sorting through the collection of ID cards trying to find the ones they needed. Walking around to the other side of the vehicle, Alex kept his eyes on the house, watching as Sam and Dean slid into the house through an open window.
"Ready?" Faith asked as soon as she straightened herself up.
"Ready."