"You think they'll be alright?" Kayla tossed the shovel into the trunk of the Impala.

Dean pulled it closed. "We should check on them, just in case before we leave."

"And then we'll go far, far away and pretend we didn't see any of this." She smiled.

"Exactly."

They went inside and found the two taking shots at the bar.

"That was…"

"Awful, right?" Dean interrupted them and laid a couple bills down on the bar. "Rounds on us guys."

"See you around." Sam told them.

"Hey." The one dressed as Dean turned. "How did you know how to do all that?"

"We read the books, like you guys." Kayla noted.

"Hey Chuck." Dean went up to him. "Good luck with the Supernatural books. And screw you very much."

They went to the doors to finally get the hell out of there, but it was jammed shut. That cold chill went through them and they immediately split up and went through the hotel; every door and window to the outside was jammed. The job wasn't done after all, something was trying to keep them in.

A scream came from upstairs and they found the actress playing the ghost running down the hall. "Down go in there!" She told them as she ran past.

They did, of course, because they were suckers for punishment. The little boy from the attic was sitting in the corner, cradling his scalped head.

"Why'd you do that?" He asked, fear in his voice. "Why'd you send my mommy away?"

"Uh, maybe because of that high and tight she gave you? You're welcome."

"Dean."

"What? A little gratitude once in awhile would be appreciated."

"My mommy didn't do this to me."

Sam looked at him. "She didn't? Then who did?"

He disappeared. Another scream from down the hall sent them running again and they found a guest on the floor, dead, with his head scalped.

"Guys," Kayla put his hat over his head to cover the gore in care anyone else found it. "We have to gather everyone."

"They're already gathered." Sam told her. "There's a discussion with Chuck, the end of the convention in the meeting hall."

"I'll get the staff in there, you guys go talk to Chuck."

New theory. If Latisha wasn't the one would killed her son, the only other ones in the orphanage were the three other boys. If they had done it, whether playing cowboys and Indians or on purpose, Latisha would have been beside herself when she found the damage. She flips out, murders the boys and kills herself to deal with the grief. Basically, they got rid of the one person (or ghost) that was controlling the murderous kids. They'd burned the wrong bones, and now they were trapped inside the building. This day just kept getting better.

After they'd poured the salt on the inside of the meeting hall doors, they put together a plan. The actress playing Latisha Gore actually did look like her a little, maybe they could use her to lure the boys out. She wasn't really game.

"You're insane. I'm not going out there."

"Look, you're an actress. We just want you to act."

"I work at Hooters in Toledo!"

"Hey, we want to help."

Dean turned to see the two fans standing behind them. Great. "Sam, just do the puppy dog thing on her." He turned to the guys. "Guys, no. This isn't make believe."

"We know, we're not nuts. We're freaking terrified."

"Yeah but if all these people seriously are in trouble, we gotta do something."

"Why?"

"Because that's what Sam and Dean would do."

Kayla smiled a little; they were sweet for LARPers.

Sam had convinced the Hooters girl to help them, now they just had to find some homicidal kids.