Bound by tragedy and blood to a dangerous, ortherwordly mission, two brothers and a girl travel in mysterious back roads of the country in their '67 Chevy-impala, searching for their missing father and hunting down every evil supernatural force the...
A little girl is kneeling by her bed. "Now I lay me down to sleep I pray the Lord my soul to keep, may angels watch me through the night and keep me safe til morning light. Amen." Her dad is helping her in bed. "Amen. Night Monkey Puss." "Daddy, is mommy coming home?" "No honey, she's spending the night at the hospital with your sister. You sleep tight now."
Outside a tree branch scratches against the window. The girl sits up in bed, afraid. She gathers her courage, races to the window and pulls the curtain across, then hides back under the covers. The scratching tree branch turns into a long spindly fingered hand and the window is slowly pulled open. A shadow approaches the bed. The girl is wide-eyed and terrified under the covers. The hand is placed on her shoulder -- she is turned and sees someone in a hood, only their mouth and chin visible. The skin is deeply wrinkled, the mouth opens, and a bright light is emitted. The little girl begins to scream.
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The Impala cruises down a country road. "Yeah. You probably missed something, that's what." says Emma. "Ems, I ran LexisNexis, local police reports, newspapers, I couldn't find a single red flag. Are you sure you got the coordinates right?" "Yeah, I double checked. It's Fitchburg, Winsconson. John wouldn't have sent us coordinates if it wasn't important Sammy."
Sam is getting frustrated at Emma. "Well I'm telling you I looked and all I could find was a big steamy pile of nothing. If Dad's sending us hunting for something I don't know what." "Well maybe he's going to meet us there." says Emma. "Yeah. Cause he's been so easy to find up to this point." says Sam.
"You're a real smart ass you know that?.... Don't worry I'm sure there's something in Fitchburg worth killing." interups Dean them before it escalate. "Yeah? What makes you so sure." asks Sam. "Cause I'm the oldest, which means I'm always right." "No it doesn't." "It totally does." Dean glances at Sammy then at Emma, he looks back at the road with a little grin. The impala cruises past the sign for Fitchburg, population 20.501.
Ficthburg Main Street.
Sam leans against the Impala staring ahead, Emma stand beside him, they still not talking to each other. Dean crosses the road to them, holding two coffees. He hands Sam a coffee. Emma takes the coffee from Dean takes a sip then gives it back to him. "Well...the waitress thinks the local freemasons are up to something sneaky but other than that no one's heard about anything freaky going on." says Dean.
"Dean you got the time?" Dean looks at his watch. "Ten after four. Why?" Sam indictating his head. "What's wrong with this picture." Sam has been watching a playground. It is deserted, only one child climbing around. "School's out isn't it?" asks Emma. "Yeah. So where is everybody? This place should be crawling with kids right now."
A woman sits on a park bench reading a magazine. Dean approaches. "Sure is quiet out here." "Yeah, it's a shame." "Why's that?" "You know, kids getting sick, it's a terrible thing." "How many?" "Just five or six but serious, hospital serious. A lot of parents are getting pretty anxious. They think it's catching." They both watch the little girl playing by herself.
