Once the second one breathed his last, he spoke the incantation one final time, then stepped on the burning wormwood to put it out. A few charred bits of wormwood leaf were left on the pavement, but the wind would scatter that in due course. And even if they found it, no one was likely to connect it to an escaped orangutan beating two people to death. More to the point, it had to be done on this spot. The second spot of the sigil had been traced with the appropriate ritual.
Taking careful aim, he shot the orangutan in the neck. Running onto the sidewalk, he quickly removed the dart with a gloved hand. There would be no trace of his presence here. Come quick! Then he tossed the cell phone into a metal mesh garbage can on the corner of East th Street and got into his parked vehicle. Sam Winchester silently agreed with his brother Dean as they did their final check of the motel room before hauling their stuff out to the car.
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Generally, they were good about cleaning out the room. Which had been fine right up until the clerk asked why the two brothers had a big tin of salt in their hotel room, and Dean had gotten that wide-eyed look he got when somebody went off the script.
With Sam watching and not even bothering to hide his grin, Dean had stammered for about half an hour before coming up with something about lactose intolerance. Dude, Sam had said as they went back out to the car, retrieved tin in hand, "you do know that salt has, basically, nothing to do with lactose intolerance, right? Thank you, Mr. Wizard," Dean had replied through clenched teeth. Today, they were checking out and hitting the road, their latest job not having been a job at all. Dean was still talking as they headed out to the car. But at least we got to see beautiful downtown South Bend.
Dean shrugged. It happens. He tossed his bag into the rear of the trunk, rolling it over the boxes of weapons and supplies.
Sam did likewise, using only his left hand, as his right was still in a cast from when that zombie girl broke it back in Lawrence. When the car was wrecked a couple of months back, Dean had rebuilt it pretty much from scratch, a process that took weeks of backbreaking effort. However, even Sam had to admit that the massive trunk was a great benefit, given that they lived their entire life out of this car.
That last one was starting to bulge. Not here, Dean said quickly. Sam nodded in agreement.
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Dean was still wanted for a series of murders committed by a shapeshifter taking his form in St. Louis earlier that year, and there was just no way a mutated freak who looked just like me did it was going to fly with the U. Dean closed the trunk and they headed to the main office. Like most of the places the Winchesters stayed, the Bowles Motel and Lodge was dirt-cheap with minimal amenities.
That meant the Hyatt was not an option. They entered the shabby office, which had cracked wood paneling, a badly stained beige carpet, and a pockmarked front desk. An older woman sat behind that desk, puffing away on a cigarette while sitting under a red no smoking sign and reading a Dan Brown book. Her face was caked with enough makeup to allow her to attend a Halloween party as the Joker, and her hair was sprayed within an inch of its life into something that probably wanted to be a beehive.
She wore a name badge that said monica. Monica took a final puff on the cigarette, then stubbed it out in the ashtray. This action might not be possible to undo.
Are you sure you want to continue? Upload Sign In Join. Save For Later. Create a List. Supernatural: Nevermore by Keith R. Summary Twenty-two years ago, Sam and Dean Winchester lost their mother to a mysterious and demonic supernatural force. Read on the Scribd mobile app Download the free Scribd mobile app to read anytime, anywhere. Book Preview Supernatural - Keith R. What party?
Shrugging, John said, Blow it off. Of course, on a late Sunday night, there were almost no people on the street, just the cars. No way, I need my beauty rest. John grinned. You lie like I snowboard. John said. John frowned. You sure? Pretty sure. Both John and Kevin stepped back a pace or two. John whispered, Dude, do orangutans hiss? John said, You got your cell? Kevin nodded. Then he heard a snap. The second boy took forever to die.
It fell face first into the pavement a second later. Two down, two to go. Then, at last, the answer will be mine! Especially when some of that stuff included exotic weaponry and ancient grimoires.
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