Dean and Ethan ran up the stairs and banged on the doors. Inside, Sam was also trying to open it.
"Hey! Is that you guys?" He asked
From the other side of the door, "Yeah, Sam/Sammy, You alright?" Ethan and Dean answered
Sam pulled out his phone and dialed Dean
From the other side of the door, Dean answered.
Dean put it on speaker, "Tell me you slammed the front door"
"Nope, it wasn't me. I think it was the little girl"
Ethan started picking the lock on the door, "Girl? The daughter?" he asked, before going back to picking
"Yeah, she's out of the painting. I think it might've been her all along"
"Wasn't the Dad looking down at her? Maybe he was trying to warn us" theorized Dean
"Hey, hey, hey, let's recap later alright? Just get us out of here"
"I'm trying pick the lock, the door won't budge" said Ethan
"Well, knock it down"
"Okay genius, let me just grab my battering ram" said Dean
"Guys, the damn thing is coming"
"Can you hold it off until we figure something out, protect Sarah" said Ethan
"Get some salt or iron" added Dean
Inside, Sam grabbed Sarah's hand, "come on"
They got into the kitchen and started rummaging through the cabinets.
"What kind of house doesn't have salt? Low-sodium freaks" Sam turned to Sarah "Hey, d'you find any iron?"
"No. What's it for?" asked Sarah
"Iron repels evil spirit but it's gotta be pure. Hurry." Sam put the phone on his ear, "Uh, guys, give me a sec, don't go"
Outside, Ethan and Dean left the front porch separetely trying to find any entrances, they met up with each other back in the front porch when they couldn't find any.
Inside, the two looked into the lounge
"Look in the chair. Sometimes the seats" said Sam
The lounge door suddenly slammed shut blowing papers everywhere. The little girl appeared, dragging her doll along the floor by it's foot, a razor in her other hand.
Sarah backed up, "Sam?"
Sam backed up, keeping Sarah behind him
The little girl came closer moving in an inhumane manner
"That is just so wrong" commented Sam
They backed up onto the fireplace implements. Sam felt a poker before grabbing it.
As the girl came closer, it shivered before roaring. Sam swung the poker into it's body making it disappear.
"Iron?" asked Sarah
"Yeah"
"I heard something, you guys okay?" Sam heard through his phone from Ethan "Yeah, Sammy you okay?" asked Dean. Sam put it on his phone, "Yeah, for now"
"How are we gonna waste her?" asked Dean
"I don't know, she was already cremated. There's nothing left to burn" said Sam
"There's gotta be something else, how is she still around then?" said Ethan
"Sam wait" said Sarah before Sam could speak, "We used to handle antique dolls at the auction"
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Supernatural Season 1, Male OC insert
FanfictionWhen they were boys, Sam, Ethan and Dean Winchester lost their mother to a mysterious and demonic supernatural force. Subsequently, their father raised them to be soldiers. He taught them about the paranormal evil that lives in the dark corners and...
