Sam's Lost Shoe
Dean and I were down in Black Rock again, unfortunately. I didn't want to be here again, not now, not ever. I told Dean that too and he replied with,
"Sammy, it's fine. As long as we stay away from Dad's storage locker, we'll be okay."
I reluctantly agreed and now, here we are. We were hunting an entity that was attacking sanitation workers as they checked the sewage lines and the sewers. Dean and I were stumped at first, until we read Dad's journal and realized that it could be a shifter. We went down to the sewer after making a game plan and I stumbled upon something as we waded through the filthy water. It was barely recognizable, a dark brown color, darker than it was when I lost it for sure. I picked it up with a glove from my back pocket and told Dean, who was about a foot ahead of me,
"Holy crap, Dean!"
He looks back and sees that I'm fine so keeps walking. I triumphantly hold up my filthy shoe and start wading quickly over to him. I show him once I reach him and he says as he surveys the filthy shoe,
"What the hell, Sam?!"
I happily proclaim,
"I found my shoe!"
I of course don't keep the filthy thing and after taking a picture of it with my phone, toss it off to the side. We kill the shifter and head back to the hotel for really long showers.
