[Time After Time]
EXT. STREET - NIGHT
A man wearing a fedora hat and long coat walked along a sidewalk in front of a house, and turned down an alley along the side of the house. Dean, Sam, Haven and Sitka were in a parked car on the opposite side of the street. They'd agreed to go in one car and leave the other behind.
"All right, let's do this," Dean said. "Move fast." He cocked his gun.
Sam and Haven frowned. "Wait, wait, wait. What's the plan exactly?"
"Don't die."
Dean, Sam, Sitka and Haven got out of the car and hurried after Fedora Man.
"He's heading downtown," Dean informed. "All right, you three take the tree. I'll take the alley. I'll meet you in the middle."
"I'm going with you," Haven said.
"Haven-"
"No. You're not doing something boneheaded alone."
"Fine."
Dean and Haven turned an alleyway corner and saw Fedora Man kneeling over and holding the head of another man, who was on his back on the ground. There was a red light above the prone man's face which seemed like it was being absorbed by Fedora Man.
"Son of a..." Dean began.
Dean and Haven ran towards the man. As the red light from the prone man was completely absorbed by Fedora Man, Fedora Man let prone man's head fall to the ground and stood. Sam and Sitka came around the corner and saw Dean and Haven tackle Fedora Man. Dean, Haven and Fedora Man disappeared in an explosion of red and white light.
"Dean? Haven?" Sam and Sitka called.
Sam and Sitka held their arms out in front of their faces as the force of the explosion reached them at the other end of the alley. The light disappeared and everything was still. Dean, Haven and Fedora Man were gone.
"Dean?! Haven?!" Sam and Sitka called again.
TWO DAYS EARLIER
INT. HOUSE - NIGHT
Dean and Sitka were sitting at a table with a bottle of whiskey and laptop, looked at websites related to Dick Roman: 'Global Economic Report: RRE, a search engine page, Financial Market Watch: Richard Roman Enterprises stock soars. A phone rang. Sam, who was asleep on a bed in the same room, sat up and groaned. Haven glanced up from the chair she was on.
"Don't give me that dirty-diaper look," Dean said. "We ain't calling you."
Sam answered the phone. "Hello?"
INT. CAR - NIGHT
Jody Mills was driving. "Sam, it's Jody Mills. I wake you?"
"The sheriff? Uh..."
INT. HOUSE - NIGHT
Sam turned on a lamp. "Yeah. Uh, I mean, uh-"
"Listen, I got something that smells like you boys and girl."
INT. CAR - NIGHT
"A body turned up in Canton, Ohio. Local P.D.'s trying to bury the story and the body."
INT. CAR - NIGHT / INT. HOUSE - NIGHT
"Okay, um, so, uh, what's up with the body?" Sam asked.
"Well, when it went missing, it was a perfectly normal grad student named Charles Durbin," Jody replied. "When it turned up, the thing was mummified minus the wrapping. This is actually the second body found like this in the last couple weeks. Sound like a song you boys and girl tap to?"
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The Curse of Sight
Mystery / Thriller"You're going to die unless you stop what's coming." Haven Jones, a woman of mystery, has an unnatural ability. She is able to see the future. Can she persuade the Winchesters in agreeing with the angels and to stop the apocalypse? Or will a fight...
