March 29 1973
The young woman smiles as she posed in front of the mirror. She twirled as she modeled her "dress."
"Hmph. Trevor, its because of you my clothes are ruined." This dress it was the dress her boy- no, EX boyfriend that he bought her for her birthday last year. Now it was a ripped up rag. It was a beautiful yellow dress, now it was a ugly shade of green.
She smiled at the thought of her revenge. He promised her the world, instead kept her a shameful secret.
"I won't be a secret anymore." She planned on telling his wife. Where his dick has been for the last few months.
As she applied her lipstick, she heard a knock.
An hour later she was spelling out her killer's name on the mirror. The first three letters anyways. Her eyes were gone, and she knew she was going to die. With her last breath, she swore to make everyone pay for keeping deadly secrets. Starting with her killer. Before she could move on, her spirit went into the mirror.
'So this is what death feels like.' She was a newborn spirit, but her anger gave her power. She knew who her first would be.
Present Day
"Hello, Sacred Meadows. This is Prue Halliwell." She almost dropped the phone a second later.
"Phoebe?!'' Prue was in shock. "Where are you? My apartment?" Prue used her place as a rental for VacaHub since she lived here full time temporarily. "Two weeks? Why?" Prue was shaking her head at the story Phoebe was telling her. "Self quarantining? A virus? The hell happened? Uh uh. Yeah. And Paige?" Prue was grabbing her purse. She was going to drive there herself. Jo can watch this place for a day. "What do you mean I can't come? I'm your sister! Fine. Two weeks, and after you get your results." Prue had a headache. Phoebe and Paige. The hell happened? "Did you call Dad? Piper? Well call them. No, she's in the Manor. She and Sam are watching the place. Uh uh. Yea. The moment you get those tests back. Call me. Love you too. Bye." Prue was dying of curiosity, but she had a job to do. She got up and greeted the next patient, a woman with amnesia.
A Few Days Ago in the Hard World
"Okay. I think I took care of everything. I paid back Misha for the money I owed him, we cleaned the apartment, and we packed up almost everything." Phoebe was checking off her list. A year passed since they came over, but both her and Paige were ready to go home.
"I can't believe its been a whole year." Paige's once beautiful long dark hair was gone, it was shaved off during her life changing surgery to get the bullet out of her head. It was now a short pixie cut, she called her look, the 'Rose McGowen' look. Even had it bleached to match hers. She could have grew it out, but she liked her short hair. She said she wanted to be different here than back home.
"A year too long." Phoebe couldn't believe what they went through. What Sam and Dean went through, nothing compared to theirs. What a ride.
"But what a year." Paige will never forget this. "We meet famous actors, became celebrities, well you anyways, and I got shot by a psycho ex-angel." Paige never remembered what happened that day, she had to watch the endless videos about her and Phoebe's near deaths.
"Trust me Paige, you don't want to remember." That day still haunted Phoebe. Especially the lengths to get the 'Holy Grail.'
"Don't need to worry Sis. Virgil is dead. Whatever you did, it killed him." Both women were relieved he died. Unfortunately, even in death, he kept on killing. The virus he was carrying, it turned into a pandemic, it infected everyone he ever came across, many people were sick or dying. Even Violet and her parents. Thankfully they recovered, but many of the police officers and inmates that were in close contact with him were dead. To be cautious, both Phoebe and Paige self isolated for a month. Once they felt like they were okay, they had their tests and vaccines done.
"At what cost." Phoebe sighed. All around the world, so much pain was going on. It was like the Apocalypse.
"You know there's nothing we can do. Even with the Grail." That stupid Rock kept them alive, but even with It, they couldn't use It and risk exposure. They did use It to heal their neighbour's husband from cancer, Mabel said he was fully in remission.
"I know, I just feel so guilty. Anything last minute you need to do?"
"Not really. I loved my job at the coffee shop, but since this thing started I lost my job."
"Me too. Oh well, this world isn't for us." Phoebe took a good long look at their apartment. It was nice, Phoebe and Paige loved it. But they couldn't afford to live here. The CW/WB network owned it, and their time was up.
"Yeah. What does Alyssa and Rose have to say to us?" Strangely enough, both Phoebe and Paige were Facebook friends with them. The actresses used alias, and sent them Friend requests when they saw them online. They followed each other on social media. They were really nice, once they got over the awkwardness of seeing their twins, all four had a good chat on Zoom.
"Alyssa said she was wishing us luck on our new journey." Phoebe told her they were moving far away and were stepping away from social media for good. She made a excuse fame wasn't for her.
"Yeah and Rose thanked us for not pretending to be them. Kinda hard when we look exactly like them." Paige shook her head. "But she did tell us to be careful." Rose's life. It was different. Her career, her relationships, Paige was cheering for her.
"Just wished they made up." That one Zoom call is the only time they talked face to face. They never spoken since.
"Eventually. Just give them time. Why do I have so many suitcases?" They both came with one small bag. Now they had six large suitcases.
"We bought so much crap. Damn. No way we can take it all." Phoebe was looking at her own. There was ten more in her bedroom.
"We have to downsize."
Three hours later, both women were exhausted.
"Hope the women's shelter appreciates it." They donated almost everything, even most of their clothes. Now they had only two suitcases. Phoebe checked her phone. "I just got a text from Misha."
"What does he have to say?" Paige knew how close Phoebe and Misha were. She was good friends with Misha and Vicky.
"He said to wish us luck." Phoebe suspected he knew her true identity, he told her he and Vicky will always keep their secret. The Grail. It made them both think.
"Tell him thank you." Eric, he flew to Vancouver to see Paige. He came over for drinks to say goodbye. He and Paige never went beyond friendship, he was happily married. But came over to spend time with her. He saw the Holy Grail as well, but didn't say a word about It. However he asked what Sam and Dean was like. He asked about God. Paige was evasive, all she said she loved Supernatural.
"You gotta be kidding me." Phoebe was shaking her head.
"What is it." Paige was looking over her shoulder. "Doesn't that guy ever give up?" Ty Olsson sent her another text. Begging to see Phoebe one last time.
"I'm tempted to give him Alyssa's husband's number." She blocked him. "I'm not dating ever again." She was still hurt over Ty's betrayal. She swore to stay single.
"Forget about him. We will never be back." Paige had some good friends, but this world wasn't for her.
"I'm gonna miss Misha and Vicky though." They emailed each other on a daily basis. Both talked to Jared and Jensen, as well as Holly, Brian and Shannon. They were really nice.
"Maybe we'll meet Vicky's counterpart someday. We have Castiel, Sam, Dean, Piper and Prue in our world."
"Yes we do. I never realized how much I miss them." Phoebe couldn't wait. "Bad thing is, we have to return to our duties."
"Being a Charmed One. Fighting demons and saving the world. Fighting God." They seen all fifteen seasons of Supernatural. They both knew that was a red herring. Their real battle would be harder. Even here, their nightmares continued.
"Did you call a cab?"
"I will if we know where we're going." Paige and her lived in Vancouver a full year, but rarely ventured out. Too many crazy things going on.
"I'll look at it up." Two minutes later they took the elevator downstairs. Wearing their face masks, they waited for their taxi. Once they reached the site where the Con was at last year they went inside.
Magic World
Prue was watching Dr Sexy when the electricity went out.
'Are you kidding?" This was the newest episode. Dr Ryder finally told April the truth about who she really was, his long lost sister. He didn't want her sleeping with his rival. She was about to call maintenance when her cell rang.
"Turn on the generators." Prue ordered. It was her night off.
"What? Magic is back? No I didn't see a light. Okay, but I can't promise anything." She uses her hand to bring her soda over. "I don't believe it. Does that mean everything's back to normal?" Her nightmares. They were over. "Okay. Take care of that shifter. Good luck!" Once Prue hung up, she called maintenance to fix the electricity.
Toledo, Ohio
Three friends were having a sleepover. Like many girls their age, they were laughing and giggling at the game they were playing.
"Truth or Dare Lily." Jasmine had to know if her friend Lily had her first kiss.
"Truth."
"Did you kiss Benji Swartz?"
No way was Lily answering that. Both her friends were loudmouths.
"Dare."
"Lame." Figures Lily wouldn't answer that. "Okay since you said dare, you have to go upstairs and say Bloody Mary three times in front of the mirror. No lights, just the candle."
"Really?! That's the best you can come up with?" Lily wanted to roll her eyes.
"Who's Bloody Mary?" Valeria asked.
"She's this witch." Jasmine heard this story from her older brother. He claimed she was seen back in the 70s. A surgeon, he was found dead with his eyes gone.
"I heard she was wearing a dress when she died. She was murdered by a jealous boyfriend." Valeria corrected.
"Whatever. Anyways if you say her name three times, she shows up in the mirror and...scratches your eyes out!" Jasmine slams the table making her friends jump.
"Why would anyone say that?" Valeria was always superstitious. She heard of the woman in white, ghosts, and every bad thing that might exist.
"Because it's not real." She takes the candle.
"Remember three times. No cheating with lights." Jasmine orders.
Lily wanted to say something sarcastic. But didn't. She went upstairs, holding her candle.
Once she went inside the upstairs bathroom, she swallows her nervousness. Deliberately not staring at the creepy shadows her candle was making, she stared nervously at the mirror.
"This is so stupid." Bloody Mary was a game. Her heart started beating quicker when her candle moved. She waited a few seconds. "Bloody Mary." She had to stop being a idiot. "Bloody Mary." It was a game! She felt terrified. "Bloody Mary." Nothing. She screamed when she heard pounding.
Her so called "friends" were standing behind the door giggling. Lily gave them a dirty look when she opened it.
"Very funny." No way was she admitting how terrified she felt. Or how cold the bathroom got.
"Girls." Lily's father was standing outside his bedroom looking annoyed.
"Sorry Daddy." Lily gestures to her two friends to go back downstairs. It was getting late.
"Sorry Mr Shoemaker." Both Jasmine and Valeria were embarrassed. They should have known better.
Once the girls went back downstairs, Steven went to get a glass of water from the bathroom down the hall. He really didn't mind getting woken up, Lily was finally laughing again after that night.
While he was washing his face, he noticed something in his eye.
"Hey geeks." Donna greeted her sister and friends. They were giggling hard.
"It's past curfew.'' Lily scolded.
"Thanks Dad." Donna was sneaking in after curfew. Besides their dad was asleep.
Donna hoped her dad wasn't awake, she didn't want to be grounded this weekend. Especially since it was their college aged friend's dorm party. Already Donna was gonna beg to go to Charlie's house for a sleepover. AKA, sneaking out to meet older college men.
As soon as she got upstairs, she was about to go to her room when she saw something dark on the floor. Her heart beating, she walked slowly towards the bathroom where the dark stuff was coming from.
Lily and her friends jumped when they heard Donna's screams.
San Francisco Two weeks Later
Everyone was asking so many questions. What happened? Why is Paige's hair so short? Why did it take them so long to come home? Did they get the Rock?
Everyone shut up when Paige loudly whistled.
"Guys! We just got back. Give us some air!" Paige was getting a headache.
"Yeah, if you give us some time to relax and get into things, we'll explain everything." Phoebe and Paige were pretty much grabbed by everyone. First Prue, Piper, Dean, Jenna and Sam. Both women almost lost their breathing. Phoebe joked about infecting them and suggested they take quarantine showers.
After a few hours, everyone was in shock and disbelief hearing the stories. Especially Sam and Dean.
"So all of us are actors?" Sam was in disbelief.
"And your Polish?" Dean was staring at Sam.
"And you are married to Ruby." Piper had to hide her jealousy. Sam put her arms around her.
"She seems nice." He teased. ''Kidding!" When Piper hits him.
"You're married to an angel." Jenna was shaking her head. She saw the pictures. Lucky duck.
Dean looked at Danneel.
"She's cute." When he saw Jenna's counterpart boyfriend, he scowled. Jenna giggled.
"So he didn't dump me for a model. So jealous. Sorry! Sorry!" Seeing Dean's expression.
"His loss."
"So pretty much all four of us been in serious relationships that crashed and burned." Prue said looking at her Wiki page. "Damn. I went through a lot." And they all thought their lives were difficult. But hearing the stories, their lives didn't seem too bad.
Piper was shaking her head.
"So I have kids." Well almost everyone. Shannon and Rose were childfree. She was envious of Holly's life. She had a normal life.
Both Sam and Dean were looking at "their" kids pictures. They didn't know what to think. They both wanted a family of their own and knew their wives wanted them too.
"Alyssa has two." Phoebe sighs. She never told Paige, that she downloaded their pictures. She knew it wasn't healthy, they weren't really hers. But she was obsessed with them. Pretended they were her niece and nephew. She never told Paige how close she was to staying.
"Remember that is not us." Paige lectured. "That world, is Hard. Really hard."
"She's not joking. The things that go on everyday, every second is hell. We're not exaggerating." Phoebe was looking at their faces.
"Harder than the Apocalypse?" Dean was looking up.
"It already started over there." She was thankful she didn't have her magic. She probably would have committed suicide from the pain. One of her powers was empathy.
"Wow." Jenna heard about her counterpart's life. Poor girl.
"So you were there and were almost killed by an angel named Virgil? Did he have his wings?" Prue asked.
"Thankfully not. Getting shot was bad enough." Phoebe still remembered the bullet.
"Whoa." Piper held up one hand. "Shot?! Start from the beginning."
Two hours later everyone was in a daze hearing that story. The things they went through. Paige nearly dying, Phoebe getting stalked and almost killed. What Piper, Jenna, Sam and Dean went through those other worlds, were nothing compared to their adventures.
"So happened to Virgil?" Sam asked. He was holding his wife's hand. Piper was trembling at the story she was just told.
"Dead." Paige deadpanned. "He died of a disease."
"He had no wings. His grace exploded when I triggered a trap." Everyday Phoebe thought how incredibly lucky she was. Her chances of that thing working was close to zero.
"And the Rock?" Dean asked.
"Hidden. We created a spell to hide It from Michael." No way was he ever was getting his mitts on It.
"Hopefully he won't kill us." Paige hoped.
Dean shook his head.
"He won't. He wouldn't care who has It. Just as long Its safe and sound." Dean knew he had one Piece in his possession thanks to Alt Sam. Dean was curious, but knew it wasn't his place.
"Anyways. Paige and I, we are on a break. We were gone for a whole year. What did we miss."
"A year? You guys were gone for five months!" Prue was staring at them. "You know what? Nevermind. We are just glad your back." She hugs her sisters. "We have our own stories to tell you."
Both Paige and Phoebe were listening in rapt attention. No magic? Sam and Dean went to Alaska to reclaim their luck, Piper and Prue became pro wrestlers. They were almost jealous. Jenna starred in a movie. She couldn't wait to see Dr Sexy next season when they found out Sam and Piper had small bits in a scene.
"We missed so much." Paige yawned. "I'm tired."
"Me too. Any talks about hunting demons, I don't want to hear it. We need a long vacation. Goodnight!" Phoebe went upstairs to sleep, but after an hour decided to go downstairs to get some warm milk to help her sleep. She greeted her sister and Sam who were watching TV with Jenna and Dean.
"Thought you were asleep?"
"So did I. Piper, we do have milk don't we?"
"We went shopping. Help yourself."
"Thanks." She was about to go to the kitchen when a news story caught her eye. A young woman was found dead in her bathroom. Phoebe had a vision right there.
She saw the girl standing in front of a mirror. It wasn't the girl who died, but her friend. She was getting taunted by her reflection. Telling her it was all her fault her boyfriend died. Then her eyes started bleeding. Phoebe "woke up" with a gasp.
"Pheebs?" Piper saw her expression.
"That girl." She pointed at the television screen. "That was no accident. Her friend. She is the next target."
Sam and Dean were on the road a half hour later. Jenna stayed behind, she said she wanted to hear more stories from Phoebe and Paige. Piper and Prue wanted to keep an eye on their sisters.
"Dean, I could have used magic." Sam protested. He could have teleported there. He was a powerful witch.
"Sorry Sam, but Baby needs her exercise." No way was Dean chancing it. If magic was back, then Sam will revert back to almost dying again. Dean had to keep Sam alive. If there was a cure for Sam, Dean was taking it.
It took them three days to reach Toledo, Ohio, only because Dean forced Sam to eat and rest along the way. Sam protested, but Dean said he was only looking for Sam's health.
"I appreciate the concern, but I'm a grown man. Besides, since when did you care?"
"Because I'm older." No way was Dean telling him he killed a crossroads demon while Sam was asleep. He slaughtered her and drained her of her blood. Once Sam shows any weakness, Dean was giving him one of his flasks.
Once they reached Toledo, they went to see the coroner. Luckily for them, Jill Sampson was still in the morgue.
"I don't know what to tell you agents." Both men were looking down at the body. Her eyes were gone. "It seems like she died of a massive stroke, but she was only nineteen." Her eyes were completely gone. "This is the second death in two weeks that died in the same manner."
"What? Two deaths?" Sam was writing everything down.
"Yeah. Steven Shoemaker, age 41. Daughter found him bleeding from his eyeballs. His eyes, completely liquefied. Just like that Jill here." He shakes his head. "Why would the FBI care?"
"We are working side by side with the CDC." (Center of Disease Control). Sam lied.
"This Steven Shoemaker, how long ago was it?" Dean asked.
"Two weeks. Same death, similar circumstances. Both died in front of their bathroom mirrors." He put the sheet back over her face and slid Jill's body back inside. "You said CDC. Is this a infection of some kind? That can explain their eyes liquefying. It's not contagious is it?" The coroner looked nervous.
"At this time, we're not sure." Dean said honestly.
"That explains why Mr Shoemaker got cremated. If you excuse me, I have to disinfect my whole body. I will have to recommend that Jill be cremated for health and safety reasons. If you excuse me."
"Before you go, can we see both their reports?" Sam was very curious.
"Both are on my desk. Make sure both of you are disinfected." The guy was already rubbing his arms and face with rubbing alcohol before he walked out.
After both of them were walking out of the building, both were discussing the latest case.
"Could be nothing, official reports said Shoemaker died of a stroke. He had a blood clots in his cerebrum, which explains how his eyes bled out." It was plausible, although Sam never heard anything like it. (Except that time. But if she was dead, then who's doing this?) That amount of blood was massive for a stroke. Even if he died of a gunshot wound to the head, he wouldn't bleed that much.
"Then why did Phoebe have that vision? Might be worth checking out both death sites."
Awhile later both Dean and Sam were at the Shoemakers. There was a "For Sale" sign in the front yard. Both were prepared to be CDC agents, when they had a better idea.
"So what we have to pretend to be home buyers?" Sam made Dean take off his fed jacket.
"Got a better idea?" This was a perfect time to spy. They had their EMF readers, rock salt, and fake IDs.
Dean shook his head. Just then a nice Mercedes pulled up behind them. A sharp dressed woman was getting out along with a teenage girl.
"There's our appointment. C'mon Dean." Sam gets out.
"Yes dear." Dean says sarcastically.
The woman smiles seeing Sam and Dean.
"Welcome! I assume you are Mr Springsteen?' Smiling at Sam.
"Yes ma'am. And I'm interested in this house."
"The murder house? Why would you want to buy that?'' The teenager says somberly. Her best friend's parents died in that house.
The real estate agent started laughing in nervousness. She goes beside her and puts her arm around her.
"You have to excuse my daughter. Her friend, she lived here, but moved away. Ahem. Would you like to see inside?''
"Yes we would." Dean smiles charmingly at the agent. Charlie almost rolled her eyes when her mom giggled.
Once the two men were out of earshot, her mom started scolding her.
"Charlie! You promised." She knew about Steven Shoemaker's death as well as his wife's suicide last year.
"It's true." She never forgot seeing the ambulances. First Linda, then Steven, then Jill. Poor Donna was barely keeping it together. That is why her grandparents are selling this house. This home was too much for their granddaughter's psyche.
"Don't mess this up for me." Debra smooths out her outfit.
"You know they're gay." Charlie saw the wedding rings.
"Gay or not. A sale's a sale. Come on."
Both Dean and Sam agreed to split up. While Dean was charming Debra and asking questions, Sam was upstairs using his EMF reader. The thing was silent, but when he got to the bathroom upstairs, the thing went crazy. Sam was startled when he heard a voice.
"What are you doing?" Charlie was standing in the doorway.
"Checking for any unusual electrical patterns. Can't chance a fire if I buy this house."
Charlie nodded. She looked down at the floor where Mr Shoemaker was found dead. The floor was replaced, the white tiles were stained with his blood. No matter how much the cleaning lady scrubbed, the stains never came off. Donna's grandfather had to hire a handyman to replace the floor with cheap linoleum flooring.
"This house. Did anything unusual happen in here?" Sam had to know. The machine was going crazy.
"Not really. I mean I shouldn't tell you. But." Charlie bit her lip.
"Trust me. I won't judge. Promise." Sam only had a number of time before Dean and the agent came upstairs.
"My friend. Her dad died in here. Her sister swears it was all her fault."
"What do you mean?" Sam heard nothing about a accidental death about this house.
"Lily and her friends were having a sleepover. Lily, she said she was playing Bloody Mary."
Bloody Mary? That was just a story. Sam asked his wife. She said when they were little, they played Bloody Mary every Halloween. Sam knew every fairy tale had a origin, but Bloody Mary was supposed to be a game. The closest things they got was those two cases. The Blood Countess was one. Historians say that is how the legends began. But she was dead. Sam and Dean salted and burnt the bones once they solved that case. As for the demon she worked for, she was destroyed. And that second case, she seen her own reflection and was vanquished. Dean smashed every mirror in that shop.
"Yeah. I know. Stupid. But Donna. I'll never forget her face." She was traumatized. She kept saying her dad's brains were liquefied.
They were interrupted by Dean and Debra.
"Charlie? Did my daughter say any crazy stories?" Debra was giving her daughter a death glare.
"No. She was showing me where the bathroom was." Sam smiled at Charlie.
"This is a nice house. And a good price. Honey? We need to discuss this. Mind showing me the yard again, I want to see if we can put in a swing set for future children." Dean ignored Sam's incredulous look.
"Of course. Will your partner join us?"
"I would like to see the master bedroom first. I had a bad lunch." Sam needed to ask more questions.
"Okay. Charlie?"
"If it is okay, I like to see Donna's room before we go. She threw the best sleepovers."
"Don't take too long. The yard is spacious for a personal yard..." Debra's voice trailed off as her and Dean walked downstairs.
Once they left, Charlie started asking the questions.
"Why are you asking these weird questions? Answer me, or I'll tell mom."
"Alright. Steven Shoemaker? We believe it may not be a accident."
"What do you mean? He died of a stroke."
Sam was thinking the same thing, but the story about Bloody Mary. He needed more information.
"I can't explain it right now. Charlie. Were there any more deaths similar to Mr Shoemaker?"
"Why are asking me? You're not buying this house are you."
"No I'm not. Look. Here's my card. If anything unusual happens or happened call me."
"Okay." Charlie was mystified, but something about his voice sounded sincere. They were interrupted by the guy downstairs.
"We got to go! Debbie's next appointment is here!" Dean's voice called out.
"Anything. Twenty four hours. Anytime."
Charlie nodded. She watched from the bathroom window as they drove away. Hearing her mom's voice, she was about to go downstairs when she saw a hand print on the mirror. She blinked. The hand print was gone. Charlie was studying way too hard for school.
Once Sam and Dean went back to their room, they exchanged notes.
"So the EMF reader went crazy?" Dean asked.
"Yep. Couldn't be Steven, he was cremated."
"What did Charlie say?" She spent time upstairs.
"She said her friend's sister played Bloody Mary."
"That's just a game."
"It is. Piper played that game with her sisters growing up, she said nothing happened."
"Hm. Kids all around the world play Bloody Mary. Plus that ghost is dead." Mary was gone.
"Might as well do research." Sam pulled up his tablet. He preferred this to his laptop, it was much easier to use.
Dean pulled up his own. He liked watching his adult movies while he was in the road, his wife didn't mind, she bought him a subscription for his birthday.
Charlie and Donna were talking about random stuff when one of their friends brought up their friend Jill.
"Shame about Jill. A stroke at nineteen. What are the odds."
"Yeah." Charlie said randomly. Jill was her cousin. Despite being older, she was always friendly to Charlie and her friends. She babysat Lily whenever Donna wasn't busy. She never told Donna, that she and Mr Shoemaker were close. Really close. She wondered if their deaths were connected. Her thoughts were interrupted when Donna shook her.
"Yo. The bell rang."
"Huh? Oh yeah." Charlie, Donna and everyone else packed up and went inside.
Later that night, Sam was dreaming. It was the night Jessica died.
"No! Jess!" He screamed when she was pinned on the ceiling. "Jess!"
Sam woke up with his heart beating. Jessica. He already knew who killed her. The one personally responsible was dead. As for Yellow Eyes, he hasn't seen since. He tried to fall asleep but he couldn't. Instead he looks at his tablet. A message from his sister in law.
'Sam. When you and Dean get back we have something to show you. It will blow your minds. LOL.'
Sam was curious. Was it about Jared and Jensen? Their "twins?'' He was intrigued. He couldn't wait to see what Phoebe meant. He had another message from Piper.
'How's things?'
'Still figuring things out.' She wrote back a minute later.
'There is nothing in the Book about Her. Besides, didn't you kill her years ago?'
'Yes we did. We think it's a copycat.'
'Figures. If I hear anything I'll let you know.'
'Get some sleep. Where you are it's late.'
'I will. Love you.'
'Love u too. Night '
'Nite.'
Across town Charlie was sleeping over at her aunt's. Her mom insisted that she come over since her sister was selling the house. Like Mr Shoemaker's in-laws, she didn't want anything to do with her own house.
Jill, she was here visiting for the long weekend. She claimed to miss her family, but Charlie always suspected it was because of her former boss. She always wanted to know if the rumors were true that Jill was sleeping with Mr Shoemaker.
Charlie was only fifteen when she took over Jill's babysitting duties. Jill, she was turning eighteen and was heading to college. Lily was just turning eleven and was still too young to stay alone. When she stayed over one night to keep an eye on Lily, since her friend Donna and her mom were out on a school trip, Mr Shoemaker stayed home. However, he was always working, even from home, since his job as a day trader was always unpredictable.
It was before Linda Shoemaker's accident. Or suicide. Charlie never saw Mr Shoemaker acting inappropriately towards her, but Jill. He always went out of his way to be nice to her. Charlie didn't think much of it, not until one night. She was babysitting when she heard a car pull in. Since it was after nine, she figured Mr Shoemaker was home. She didn't expect Jill to walk in behind him when the door opened.
"Charlie. Hi." Jill looked surprised to see her.
"Hi Jill. Hi Mr Shoemaker." No one knew who was more embarrassed, Charlie, Jill, or Steven.
"Thanks for babysitting Lily. Ahem." His face pink, he paid Charlie. "You need a ride?"
Seeing their red faces, Charlie shook her head.
"My mom's picking me up. Thanks." She pocketed the cash." The silence was uncomfortable. Thankfully her mom bumped her horn. "Goodnight. Tell Lily I see her around." She couldn't wait to get of there. Once she walked out, she saw Jill and Mr Shoemaker kissing through the curtains. Her face pink, she hurried to her mom's car. A few weeks later is when Mrs Shoemaker was dead.
She always wondered if Linda killed herself. Her best friend Donna cried for weeks. She said her mom must have accidentally overdosed, but no way was the amount of pills missing was a accident. She said her mom and dad had a big fight the night before the accident. Mrs Shoemaker was drunk that night.
She forced herself to forget. Since Donna slept over to keep her company, (both girls wanted closure) she was in Jill's former bathroom brushing her teeth. Charlie was in the guest bedroom reading her own Palz. She was reading the memorial page for Jill.
We love you Jill
RIP
Crying
Why did you play that game?
What? What game? As she read the various posts, it was mentioned Jill played "Bloody Mary" as a joke while talking to her best friend. Next morning, she was dead. Spooked, Charlie closed her laptop. Donna walked in a second later.
"Watcha reading?"
"Jill's memorial."
"Sorry about your cousin." Jill was her friend too. "It's kinda weird how she died. But I heard rumors she liked to take home party favors from her sorority." The college she went to was well known as a party school.
"She was no druggie!" Yes Jill partied, but was always careful. She never took anything harder than the occasional joint.
"Okay. Okay!" Donna saw Charlie's expression. "I just miss her too." She sat down next to her on the bed. "Charlie?"
"Mmm?"
Donna went really quiet for a minute. While brushing her teeth, she saw a picture hidden behind Jill's medicine cabinet. When she looked at it, her face dropped. It was a picture of her dad.
"Jill. Was she and Dad, close?" She remembered her mom crying at night, weeks before her accident. She still believed it wasn't a suicide, her mom wasn't weak.
Charlie didn't know what to say. She never told Donna about the kiss. Donna idolized her dad. She always believed her parents were happily married. Jill never admitted to sleeping with Donna's father, even though her and Charlie were incredibly close. Heck, she never told her about Gary Bryman.
It was a month ago, it was before Mr Shoemaker died. Jill was speeding when she accidentally hit eight year old Gary Bryman while he was crossing the street. Gary was killed instantly. Jill was too scared to stop and check on Gary, so she drove away. She never told a soul, she was afraid she would go to prison.
Witnesses reported seeing a black Toyota Camry fleeing the scene, no license plate or driver was ever seen, just the description of the car. Charlie always wondered why Jill never drove her car anymore. She always took a bus, or bummed rides. When Charlie and Donna asked, all she said gas cost a fortune.
It while she was packing up Jill's things. Her and her mom were helping her aunt get ready to move. Charlie was given the chance to pack up Jill's things, and while packing, she discovered Jill's diary. She wasn't planning to read it, but curiosity got the best of her. She had to know if her suspicions were right about her and Mr Shoemaker. When she read it, she saw the part about Gary.
It was a accident. I swear. He suddenly appeared out of nowhere. Oh god. The sounds. I saw his mom running towards me. I ran. I'm only 19.
I been laying low. So many times I wanted to pick up the phone, but I couldn't. I hear that sound every night. No one knows I went to the funeral. His parents, I will live with the guilt for the rest my life. Steven. He's the only one that understands.
The next pages were tear streaked.
Steven is dead. His death. He died in his bathroom. Now I'm alone. Even with his wife's suicide, he and I won't be together. Gary, your mom cursed my name. Or what she called me, a murderer. I deserve it.
Her diary talked about her guilt. Not about Gary, but about Donna and Charlie. The knowledge she was lying to both, and how ashamed she was for keeping this secret.
Tomorrow, I'm gonna tell Charlie the truth. Linda. She wasn't 100% responsible for her suicide.
That was her final entry.
Charlie, seeing Donna's expression on wanting to know the truth, broke her heart. She didn't want to hurt Donna, she sent through so much. However, she needed to tell her the truth. That her dad was having an affair. But thinking about Linda, that her accident may not be an accident.
"Please. I have to know."
"Yes." Charlie saw Donna tear up.
"Mom. Her and Dad were fighting for a long time. He was always away for business trips. Mom was always complaining about never having any money. Dad always said household expenses were too high. Mom never questioned it. But when Jill was hired as a babysitter, he stopped his business trips." Donna closed her eyes. "I wondered why Jill always came over, Lily never needed a sitter all the time. Her and my dad. Mom found out." She started crying.
Charlie didn't say a word. Instead she comforts Donna.
Her and Donna cried together. Donna losing her parents, and Charlie losing Jill. They cried in each other's arms till they were ready to pass out. It was Donna who looked up first.
"Jill. She was livestreaming for her sorority. Not just her, but many of her 'sisters.' It was pretty funny, too bad you missed it." As angry as she was at Jill and her dad, she wanted to cheer Charlie up. That was her cousin.
Charlie wiped her tears away.
"I was studying for my history test. Mom is strict about my grades."
"Anyways, one of her subscribers dared Jill to play a game. She laughed it off till she found out how much cash they were offering her."
"Really?" Charlie missed Jill like crazy. Maybe a funny sorry will cheer her up.
"Yeah. He dared her to play Bloody Mary."
"Seriously? How much did he donate?" Charlie was intrigued now.
"Enough for the sorority to not have anymore car washes and bake sales for the rest of the year."
"Did she do it?"
"I would." She stood up and adjusted the mirror in the room. "Bloody Mary, Bloody Mary..." She looked at Charlie who looked nervous. "Shall I continue?"
Charlie felt cold. There was a chill in the air.
"It's getting late." She frowned when Donna smirked at her.
"Its all bullshit anyways."
"Don't!"
"Bloody Mary."
Charlie froze. Expecting...what exactly? Donna smirked at her.
"Really? It's just a game." She turns off the light. "Night."
Charlie just laid there. She didn't fall asleep for an hour. Eventually sleep got to her. Neither girl seen Charlie's reflection get out of bed and walk up to the mirror and place her hand on it. A name was written in invisible blood.
''Sam. Sam." Sam woke up to see Jessica on the ceiling.
"NO!" But before the fire can start, Jessica's mouth started moving.
"Why Sam?
Sam woke up to Dean shaking him.
"Wake up!" Seeing Sam's expression, he asked if he was okay.
"Yeah." What a nightmare. All Sam did was lay down for a nap. He dreamt about Jess before, she said she never blamed him for her death. He saw Dean looking at him with concern.
'You sure you're alright Sammy?"
"I told you I'm fine." He snapped. He was about to say something else, but he felt dizzy. Why was he seeing stars? It was a minute later when Dean put a flask on his lips.
"Drink." Dean ordered. Sam dutifully drank and immediately felt better. Whatever he drank tasted off, but he immediately felt strong again. "How're you feeling now?"
"Honestly, like a million bucks." His headaches, they were gone. "What now?"
"We wait. I suggest you call home, I'm calling Jenna."
While Sam was yapping to his wife, Dean checked the contents of the flask. It was half empty. It was more than Sam drank last time. The only other person that knew about Dean's secret was Piper. She was worried about Sam dying as well, and kept a demon in her basement as a backup. Dean had no idea if that demon was still alive, or if her sisters knew, but without the damned blood, Sam will die. Since there was nothing to do, he called home.
"A what? What exactly is Phoebe and Paige hiding? A series? Of both our lives?" Sam shuddered. He felt violated. "Uh huh? How do you know if any of that actually happened? Yeah. I don't know if I can watch that either." Sam cringed at the thought. So many details. Even Piper was embarrassed about the thoughts of her own life was on television with millions watching. According to her sisters, the television show 'Supernatural' was even more popular. There were cons dedicated to the cast and crew. His counterpart was famous. Same with Dean's. "As soon as I'm done. We'll be coming back west to pick you and Jenna up. Dean says I'm too weak to use magic. Otherwise I'll pop home. Okay. Love you too. Bye." Sam hung up. He looked over at Dean who was scrolling through his tablet. "Any news?"
"Nothing yet." He closes the screen. He already talked to his wife, she said nothing changed about the sisters. None were evil. Dean wondered if it was the Rock's Presence. He knew as soon as that Thing left their hands, they'll be warlocks again. Dean was tempted to use Its magic on Sam, but he wasn't sure if It will work. The Trails were divine in nature. Besides, Dean was worried It will neutralize the demon blood in Sam's veins. Sam was slowly healing, but it will take time. He just hoped the blood didn't have any nasty side effects.
He looked at Sam. He seemed alright, he didn't act evil. The matter of fact he looked great. He acted like his old self again.
"Let's go for lunch. I'm starving." Sam's stomach growled.
"Anywhere special?"
"A steak house." Sam already knew what he wanted. A rare bloody steak.
"Sure." Dean's mouth watered. He ate healthy at home, Jenna cooked a lot of vegetarian dishes. She allowed meat at their home, just as long as Dean separated their foods. It was early for steaks, but he was looking forward to spending time with Sam.
Mr. Thomas was droning on about atoms. Everyone in the class liked Mr. Thomas, just that chemistry class was boring that day and almost everyone was either playing with their phones or doodling. While Mr. Thomas had his back turned, Charlie decided to touch up her lipstick. As soon as she opened her compact she saw her. She started screaming.
"Charlie!" Mr Thomas came to her. "What's wrong!"
Charlie screamed seeing her face in his glasses. She shoved him away, and when she turned around, she saw the woman in the glass staring back at her. Terrified, she threw a stool through the glass, shattering it. Pushing back everyone in her class, she ran out.
Both men were just polishing up their food when Sam's phone rang. Once Sam heard who was in the other end, both paid their bill and rushed out.
"I never believed it. Bloody Mary. She's real." Charlie was shaking.
"Are you sure?" Sam asked. That was impossible. Mary Worthington. Sam and Dean solved that case years ago. They made her stare at her own reflection and she was destroyed.
"I'm not crazy! I saw her!" She was hiding in their motel room. Sam and Dean covered every surface that had a reflective surface. TVs, mirrors, anything metallic. They even made Charlie wear a blindfold. To be extra safe, she even was surrounded by a salt circle. She was sobbing. They both knew she didn't have much time. Whatever this demon was, it needed to solved quickly.
''Okay. Stay here. Don't leave this place. Stay here. We'll come get you when we are done." Sam tells a trembling Charlie.
Once they leave her in their room, they started talking.
"She's dead. We sent her soul to rest." Dean remembered his eyes bleeding. What she said. That Dean couldn't keep his promise. That she died because of him. There were people Dean couldn't save, but according to Sam, only people with a secret was infected. Dean had no secrets. Except for Sam's secret medicine. But back then there was nothing Dean was keeping a secret.
"Copycat?"
"Maybe. I'll make some calls." Dean calls Bobby. "Okay thanks."
"Well?" After Dean hung up.
"Call your wife. Ask her about the Demon of Fear."
"So there's nothing we can do? There's a young teenager hiding. How do we kill him? A secret. So he's specializes in using people's fear against them. Thanks." Sam hangs up.
"What did she say?"
"We had that case about Mary. She's gone. However, this Barbas. He is a powerful demon. Dean, we have to make Charlie faces her fear. Barbas can be vanquished."
"Or we can kill him." Dean hated demons. However, Barbas is someone he wanted dead. But he's slippery. No matter how many times he was vanquished, he always came back. No weapon or spell existed to destroy him.
"Until we find a way, we have to protect Charlie. Send him a first class trip downstairs." Sam never faced him in person, but according to every person that faced him and survived, he was not to be underestimated. He was feared by other demons. Rumors were angels as well.
"Let's do this." Dean knew it won't be easy. But to make sure, he took out the Colt.
Charlie was trembling. The story they told her it was insane.
"So Bloody Mary. She's dead?"
"Yes." Sam saw tears running down her face.
"Then what did I see?"
"A demon." Dean deadpans. He ignored Sam's glare.
"What would a demon what with me?" First a ghost, now a demon. She was just a kid.
"I don't think you are the intended target." Sam had this feeling. According to Piper, Barbas liked to pick off innocents to lure his real targets. Why he wanted Sam and Dean was a mystery.
"You have any secrets? Deep secrets." Dean asks.
"No. No I don't." Charlie didn't think so.
"Charlie think. Anything tragic happened in your life?" Sam asked in a gentle voice.
"There was a guy I was seeing. He wasn't very nice to me." Charlie regretted it everyday. They met at the college Jill went to. She was helping Jill move into her dorm room when she met a cute guy that was helping his younger sister move in the same dorm.
Austin was kind and sweet at first. When they met he told Charlie he was a sophomore. Once they shook hands, he asked her to go for coffee in the college cafeteria. Once they sat down with Jill and Maggie, his younger sister and Jill's dorm mate, he apologized for the coffee.
"I'm sorry about the bad coffee. But as a broke college student, this is all I could afford."
They started dating after that. Jill warned Charlie that he had a history of treating his dates badly. Charlie snapped back that she was a hypocrite for lecturing her when she was kissing Mr. Shoemaker a few months ago. Jill was understandably angry and kicked her out of her dorm room. If only she listened to her.
They only dated three months, Charlie broke it off due to how badly he was treating her. The night they broke up, he threatened to kill himself. Thinking he was bluffing, she told him to go ahead. He was found dead in the dorm's communal showers with his wrists slashed.
Even though everyone told her it wasn't her fault, Charlie still blamed herself. If only she didn't walk away, if only she called 911, if only. It took her months seeing a professional for her to move on with her life. But seeing that thing, she still wondered if she caused him to lose it.
"Okay. Sit tight." Sam ordered.
"It's not her fault." She was innocent. Sam knew it.
"We have to draw Barbas out. But all weapons are useless against him." Dean knew the sisters used their most powerful spell on him. He disappeared for awhile, maybe a couple of years, then come back even more stronger. Dean wondered what else can work.
They drove to Fort Wayne Indiana. That is where Mary Worthington was from. They weren't exactly sure why Barbas wanted with them, or where he was. But it was a start. As they drove closer to their destination, Sam started getting visions.
Screams. Where Sam was standing, it was Nothing. But the Nothingness wasn't what Sam was afraid of, it was Something Else. Something that never slept. The Shadow that resided here, It was afraid. Not of God, not of Her, but what lies beneath. The Shadow knew It will never sleep if It escapes. But Its Prison was breaking. It was only a matter of time before It is released.
They drove up to the former antique store where the ghost of Mary resided. It was long gone, the building was set to be demolished. Wherever Barbas was, he was here.
"Ready?" Sam asks. He starts to get out.
"Wait!"
"What?" He was confused when Dean hands him a flask. "What's this for?"
"Just drink. It's medicine." Dean saw Sam napping. He was moaning in pain. Whatever Sam was dreaming about, Dean saw the fear and agony on his face. He wondered if it was Barbas doing it. No way was Sam ready to face Barbas, not with his current state.
Sam drank it. He was about to put it down, till Dean made him finish it. To prevent a fight, Sam downs it.
"Satisfied?"
"For now." He holds up the Colt. "Lets do this."
They didn't know what to say. There were bodies everywhere. According to the wounds, they died killing each other.
"Son of a bitch." Without a doubt, they knew Barbas was responsible. He strikes fear among his enemies and allies alike. Both if them wondered what kind of demon he was. They didn't wait long, he was standing in the middle of the floor. He smiled at them both, then immediately bound them to two pillars.
"Gentleman! Glad you got my invitations!" He stretches out his arms.
"The hell for you want?" Dean growled. He still remembered the illusion he gave him. The Colt, it was laying on the floor.
"Nothing. Just glad to see you." He looks at Sam. "Ah. The Boy Prince." He bows to Sam. "How is my Queen? We miss her."
"Who, Lilith?" Sam had no idea. Last time he saw her was at that church. Hopefully she was alright. Despite what everyone thought of her, he never forgot her confession.
"Lilith?" He blew a raspberry. "She was older than dust. I was talking about the new Queen. If she is knocked up yet."
"What new Queen. So Hell's out a leader?" Dean scoffed. "Who cares?"
Barbas laughed.
"You are so innocent. I won't spoil the ending for you, but I was truly entertained by the show. Too bad about your family though. I can only see so far in the future." He laughs.
Dean glared at him. He didn't notice Sam trying to pull away. Barbas must have noticed he smiled at Sam.
"You think God's the threat? Poor naive kid." He shakes his head. If only he knew.
"Two people are dead. We know it wasn't Mary Worthington. Why did you kill them?" Dean demanded.
"Like I said, I needed to see you. They had secrets, I didn't kill them, their guilt did."
While they were arguing, Sam managed to free himself from his pillar. He and Dean were strong, but Barbas was a powerful demon. He was a witch, but he wasn't sure if he was strong enough to kill him. His wife vanquished him, but he always got sent back to the Pit. However, he felt something awakening in his blood. Something Dark. He saw Barbas showing Dean a illusion. He had to save his brother.
"Stop it!" Dean had his eyes closed. He saw fire. He saw his family burning. His friends screaming. His wife, Sam.
"It's not a illusion! It's all true! It is destined!" Barbas laughs. "Isn't it beautiful?"
Sam walked towards Barbas and Dean. He had to hurry, he saw Dean's hair turning white. He had no idea where this magic came from, but he'll gladly use it.
"Hey!" Barbas turned around and looked at Sam. "Your tricks won't work on me." He was trying to show Sam a illusion of Jessica's death. She was crying it was all Sam's fault for abandoning her. Instead he hold up his arm.
When Dean felt himself falling, he wondered if Barbas let him go. But when he opened his eyes he saw him struggling to move. But when he saw Sam, he saw him using magic. But the magic he was using, it wasn't from being a witch.
Sam was holding out his hand, and was drawing out Barbas from his meatsuit. It wasn't easy, Barbas was strong. He felt his blood boiling, his heart beating three times faster than normal. But as he drew out the demon, he didn't notice Dean's frightened expression.
Afterwards they were packing the Impala. They already dropped Charlie off, she was relieved she was alright. However she was going to ask her mom if she can transfer schools. She had a reputation for being crazy since she damaged the science lab.
"I can't believe we beat Barbas." Sam was talking about how lucky they got, he didn't remember anything.
Dean saw Sam's eyes last night. He was thankful Sam was alright, he passed out after beating Barbas. Dean immediately grabbed the rest of the flasks from his car and put one to Sam's lips. Once Sam woke up, Dean wiped his blood off his face. Sam's nose was bleeding. Sam was still woozy, so Dean made him drink the rest of the flasks. After awhile, Sam was back to his old self.
"So where to?"
"Pick up our wives. Then go home." Dean needed to find the Holy Grail. Seeing Sam's eyes, he looked like a demon. He just hoped the Grail cured Sam, otherwise the demon blood will change Sam to something evil.
"Mary Worthington. She was killed in the 70s." Sam felt bad for her, she was just a innocent nineteen year old girl.
"Yeah, and she became a vengeful spirit." Souls, if they don't move on, they become evil.
"Why would Barbas use her tricks to lure us?"
"I have no idea." Dean wondered. He knew demons lied, but what Barbas said. God wasn't their Enemy. Even while smiling, Dean heard the fear in his voice.
San Francisco California
Everyone was in the attic talking about what happened the night before.
Piper and Jenna were out hunting so Prue stayed home to relax. Phoebe went to see a movie, she said she wanted to relax and enjoy herself before she went back to the swing of things again. Paige was back in Sacred Meadows replacing Prue as Head Director again.
Prue was just reading when Phoebe walked in. Phoebe had this huge smile on her face. After what happened to her, Prue was wondering why she was smiling so hard.
"You look suspiciously happy." Phoebe was glowing. "What's his name?" She knew Phoebe only smiled like that when she was in love.
"Billy." Phoebe was not just smiling, she was floating on Cloud 9.
Prue's smile drops.
"Your kidding. You went to the revival house again?" Kill It Before It Dies was her favorite movie. Phoebe was obsessed with it.
"What?" Phoebe sees Prue's judgmental expression. "Billy is the perfect guy." He was. Unlike the jerks she was seeing, He Who Shall Not be Named a good example of one, Billy was wholesome, handsome, brave, and many more attributes most men didn't have. Phoebe's been in love with him since she was a kid.
Prue wanted to lecture her, but kept her mouth shut. Phoebe and Paige were still recovering from the events these last few weeks. Even Paige wasn't complaining about working again. Prue was once again unemployed, she turned down a job offer from Paige, she was too exhausted from these last few months.
"Didn't I mention Billy's the perfect guy?"
"Once or twice." Prue was looking at the classifieds for work on her phone.
The doorbell rang.
"I'll get it!" Phoebe flounced to the door. "Hello?"
"Who is it?" She was startled when Phoebe went flying across the room.
"Ahhhhhh!" A man wearing black walked in. He was a demon, Prue knew it instantly. He threw Phoebe across the room.
''Get up witch!"
"Hey!" The demon turned around and looked at Prue. "If you don't have anything nice to say." She used her powers to throw him across the room, breaking their family's grandfather clock.
He gets up and glares at Prue.
"And there was two." He rushes out.
Prue runs over to Phoebe.
"You all right?"
"Ow, ow." Phoebe was in pain. "I barely got back and already fighting demons. Good to be home I guess."
"You sure you'll alright?"
"I'm fine. Let's do this." They rush out.
Piper and Jenna walk in after their hunt. They had their bloody machetes in sheaths, they managed to wipe out that nest of vampires that were terrorizing the town. Before magic came back, those vampires were taking advantage of the crisis and hunting innocents. They were careless though, they didn't bother hiding their messes afterwards and left their victim's bodies behind.
"We're ba...what the?" Piper saw a huge mess on the floor.
"Look like we weren't the only ones with a case." Jenna was looking at the smashed remains of the clock.
Both Prue and Phoebe run in the theater where the demon went.
"I can't believe they made us pay.'' Prue grumbled. Even when the movie was about over, they still had to pay to come in. Phoebe's favorite movie was playing on the screen. The heroine was calling for her boyfriend.
"There!" Phoebe points to the demon rushing to the emergency exit.
"Hurry. Cast a spell." Prue ordered. They couldn't vanquish him or kill him without drawing attention.
"What?! Now?" She whispered. Not wanting to disturb that one audience member.
"Hurry." He was literally holding the door handle.
"Um. Evil That Has Traveled Near
I Call on You to Disappear
Elementals Hear My Call
Remove This Creature From These Walls."
Poof. The guy vanishes in a puff of smoke.
Phoebe and Prue were in disbelief. That spell Phoebe made up, she wasn't sure if it would work.
"I can't believe that worked. It seemed too easy." Phoebe was surprised.
The guy watching was blinking hard.
"That was the coolest thing I ever saw." Munching on his popcorn.
"A special effect for Hollywood." Phoebe bluffed. She looks at the movie playing. Billy was saving his on-screen girlfriend, Sally-Mae.
"We are getting too tough for these guys." Prue felt herself getting stronger everyday. "No. No." Prue scolds as Phoebe was watching the movie playing on the screen. She leads Phoebe out who was smiling dreamily at the lead actor who played Billy.
Dramatic villain music plays.
The demon that was supposedly vanquished smiles evilly from the screen. Both women had no idea the danger they put themselves in.
Dean jumps out of the way as the chainsaw narrowly misses him.
He wakes up in a hurry. He fell asleep watching the All Saint Day movie marathon. David Yeager was taunting the young woman running away.
"Time to slice and dice!"
To Be Continued..