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Chapter Three: Life behide the hunter
The hotel was one of the weirdest one the boys have been in. The chairs were tea cups cut in half, in bright green and blue. The walls look like they were spinning, with different quotes from the book. The beds head boards were white with painting of the mad hatter and Alice on them. Staring up at the ceiling all Dean could think was where the hell Sam is. Like magic as soon as the words came out of his mouth Sam walk in the room.
"Hey."
"Hey, Sammy. I think your right this room in fugly!"
"Right. So what you find out, beside the fact that there's sirens in this good town."
"Well," Dean said sitting up. "I figure out that all the guys disappeared around Sirens' beach; all late a night and all with friends."
"Well, I looked up the sirens, and there isn't a lot on them. But one thing I did find is this isn't the first time young men have gone missing in this town. There are cases of around the same in, 1920, 1940, and 1980s."
"So what happen in the forty years, between the 40s and 80s?"
"That's just it; nothing! No murders, no robberies, not even kids staying out."
"So, the town just went silent, no active at all."
"Yes, the town was perfect. The schools had the best students, all accepted to the highest ranking colleges. Business started blossoming, even the elderly weren't dying."
"That's weird." Dean said sitting down in the tea cup chair.
"Yea, till about a month ago; one of the students did get in to any colleges, didn't even try. After that the elderly started dying like a plague hit. Business failed, and then the boys started to go missing."
"So, what you think there like a curse on the town or something?"
"Well, at first no. Then I found this." He held up a book at look like it come over on the mayflower.
"The old, smelly book had something?" Dean said try to figure out how to just in the tea cup.
"This book says that a sailor came over with a wife that wasn't human. Some believe she was a witch, other a demon. "
"Let me guess she was a siren?" Dean questioned.
"In the book it says she found him unfaithful to her three years later. She cursed the town, the curse says as long as the town is pure, no harm should come to it, but as soon as filth comes back in she would be back and would steal away the most promising males."
"So, because the town wasn't perfect. She decides to come back and raise a little hell?"
"No, the boy who did get into college was addicted."
"You mean he was high on life, he preferred the "good stuff"" Dean laughed out.
"I guess you could say that. I think that she heard about the not so pure boy and decide it was time to come back."
"That's great! We know, what's taken them. So, how do we kill it?"
"Oh, so what you not going to any research at all, it all on me?" Sam throwing the commit out and a book that hit Dean square on the chest.
"You didn't look up how to kill it, that's just great." Dean hurled back
"Dean. You spend a day in library. Then you can yell at me about forgetting to look up how to kill the son-of- bitch."
"God, you're crabby."
"Yea, well excuse me for not being Mr. Happy – go – lucky."
"God, Sam. You're in a great mood, let's go eat before you become. Mr. Killjoy.