Psycho Killer

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We called Seamus, told him everything we could over the phone and quickly drove to pick him up. I was nervous this officer was going to wind up chasing us out with a shotgun once we told him what was probably going on, but because it will be four against one, we may have a chance to get through to him. Plus, I was at an advantage with my abilities, so he would have no choice but to believe us if I demonstrated. When we reached the house, immediately I heard ringing in my ears. My head began to throb and pain rushed through my body. It was like being hit with a tidal wave, only this was a tidal wave of darkness. This was not a good sign at all.

"Sweetheart, are you okay?" Sam asked, holding me close.

Dean and Seamus looked to see what was happening before getting out of the car to the back seat. Dean immediately went to my right side and placed his hand on my shoulder, rubbing it a bit in an attempt to calm me down. Seamus stood outside, really confused but concerned. "What's happening? Is she okay?"

"I don't know," Dean said, "But when she has a reaction like this, it's usually not a good sign."

I managed to calm myself down a little bit, but the pain was still present. Looking up, I saw two dark figures outside the house. They had no faces nor mouth, but I didn't need either to know they were looking directly at me and the men.

These were the shadow people.

"Rosemarie, what's wrong?" Dean asked, giving me a little shake to break me from the thousand yard stare I probably was showing.

I quickly snapped out of it and looked at Dean. "I was right..." I said.

"Right about what?" Seamus asked.

"The shadow people...they're here. The dark energy they give...it's so strong."

Dean and Sam looked at each other, faces full of both shock that my theory was correct. They reverted their attention back to me. "How many are here?" Dean asked.

"I only saw two," I said, "There may be more...but they may not be here yet."

"You think there's more?" Seamus asked.

"The energy...it's so strong," I said, "If there was more than one...that's what scares me. Two doesn't surprise me as much."

I turned to Sam who continued to hold my hand, stroking my knuckles. "In our research, do you remember what one survivor said about what the axeman looked like?"

"I remember that a lot of said they've seen a man in a hat," he said, "But...I don't know what specific survivor said that stood out..."

"Someone said they saw TWO men in hats," I said, "So...they were right. This is a case of more than one shadow person doing this. Whether or not the second man with a hat was possessed, that's not clear. Like I said before, shadow people can look like a man in a hat."

I started to get out of the car, going in my purse to find the four leaf clovers I carry with me. "So one could've been possessed while the other was only a figment to scare the victims," Dean said, "Is that a good assumption?"

"Just about. Here, take the clovers. I'm not going to be able to use my abilities to give out positive energy so the shadow people will leave you alone, so this will be your best bet. I gotta at least keep an eye out for the shadow people and make sure they don't hurt anyone else."

"Won't argue with that," Seamus said as he took a clover.

Once the men were situated with their clovers, we headed to the front door of the O'Malley residence. We didn't want to overwhelm him with the news that he's probably a host for these shadow people, but we needed to put a stop to them before anyonr else gets killed. I knocked on the front door, praying that Officer O'Malley would answer. However, we wounded up face to face with his wife who looked really confused by our presence. I felt Dean's emotion change from stress to attraction. He really just can't help himself, can he?

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