The hunter from Uni.

The story on the site.

~ (Episode 17: Hell House) ~

We were cruising down the road and passed a sign that said Big Texas Towing and Salvage yard. Blue Öyster Cult – Fire of Unknown Origin was playing on the radio as Dean drove. He looked over and gave me a tap on my leg so I looked and saw Sam was asleep with his mouth open. I felt movement from Dean, making me look to see he got the random plastic spoon we had and then gently placed it in his mouth.  I began to smile with Dean at the stupidity of this and he got his phone and flipped it open to take a photo and then I posed with Sam, making Dean take that photo. Once he put his phone down he turned the music up loud and we sung along with it.
"Fire...of unknown origins...took my baby away!" We sung making Sam jerk awake.
He quickly realised something was in his mouth, making him panic and wave his arms around as he spat it out. I gave a laugh as Dean air drummed along to the song on the steering wheel before looking over with a grin as Sam wiped his mouth and turned the music down.
"Ha ha, very funny." Sam told as I turned the music down slightly.
"heh heh heh. Sorry, not a lot of scenery here in East Texas, kinda gotta make your own." Dean joked making me laugh more.
"Man we're not kids anymore Dean. We're not going to start that crap up again."
"Start what up?" We both asked.
"That prank stuff. It's stupid, and it always escalates." Sam pointed out.
"What's the matter Sammy, scared you're going to get a little Nair in your shampoo again huh?" Dean asked.
'Oh god I can't even imagine that.'
"All right, just remember you started it." Sam stated.
"Ah ha, bring it on baldy." He taunted.
"Don't involve me in this boys. I'm happy the way I look, and I don't want you boys messing with that."
"Ah don't worry about it Princess. You are off limits." Dean told messing with my hair slightly.
"Where are we anyway." Sam asked.
"A few hours outside of Richardson. Gimme the low down again?" Dean asked making Sam read what he found.
"All right, about a month or two ago this group of kids goes poking around in this local haunted house." He read.
"Haunted by what?" We both asked.
"Apparently, a misogynistic spirit. Legend goes, it takes girls and strings them up in the rafters. Anyway this group of kids see this dead girl hanging in the cellar." He told.
"Oh how fun." I sarcastically told.
"Anybody ID the corpse?" Dean asked.
"Well, that's the thing. By the time the cops got there the body was gone. So cops are saying the kids were just yanking chains."
"Maybe the cops are right?" Dean suggested.
"That is a chance." I added.
"Maybe, but I read a couple of the kids first hand accounts. They seemed pretty sincere." Sam stated.
"Where did you read these accounts?"
"I can't believe I'm about to admit this." He told.
"Admit what?" I asked making him give me slightly shocked look and I realised what happened. "Right. Head thing. Sorry."
"Well, I knew we were going to be passing through Texas. So last night, I surfed some local paranormal websites. And I found one." Sam told getting on track.
"And what's it called?" Dean asked.
"Hell hounds lair.com"
"Lovely name."
"Let me guess, streaming live out of Mom's basement." Dean joked making me chuckle.
"Are they also most likely virgins?" I asked making Sam grin grow bigger and Dean laughed.
"Yeah, probably."
"Yeah. Most of those websites wouldn't know a ghost if it bit 'em in the persqueeter." Dean stated.
"Look. We let Dad take off. Which was a mistake, by the way. And now we don't know where the hell he is and in the meantime we gotta find ourselves something to hunt. There's no harm in checking this out." Sam stated.
"Also forgot we found out I'm a psychic." I added.
"That too."
"All right. So where do we find these kids?" Dean asked.
"Same place you always find kids in a town like this" he informed.

We pulled up to the fast food outlet called Rodeo drive. And we interviewed the same people that made the claim for that he'll hound site.

Guy 1 (at an outside table): "It was the scariest thing I ever saw in my life, I swear to God.

GUY 2 (through the serving hatch): "From the moment we walked in the walls were painted black."

GUY 1: "Red."

Girl (at inside table): "I think it was blood."

GUY 1: "All these freaky symbols."

GUY 2: "Crosses and stars and..."

GUY 1: "Pentagons."

GUY 2: "Pentacostals."

Kat: "Do you mean pentagrams?"

Girl: "Whatever, I had my eyes closed the whole time."

GUY 1: "But I can damn sure tell you this much. No matter what anyone says..."

Girl: "That poor girl."

GUY 2: "With the black.."

GUY 1: "Blonde..."

Girl: "Red hair, just hanging there."

GUY 1: "Kicking!"

GUY 2: "Without even moving!"

Girl: "She was real."

GUY 1: "One hundred percent."

GUY 2: "And kinda hot. Well you know in a dead sort of way."

"Ok!" Dean told looking towards me and Sam with his eyebrows raised.
"And...how'd you find out about this place anyway?" Sam asked to the three sitting together in front of us now.
"Craig took us."
'Yeah this feels like this might be a weird one.'