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The mission wasn't what they expected. When Sam was coming to visit his teacher, he met up with a ghost that knew. By knew, it was meant to be kicked up by the groin. Trio was outside by the bridge after the incident. Sam groaned slightly in pain while he leaned down on his knees.

Dean passed a cold bottle of beer to Sam, "Trust me, it'll help." Sam grabbed the bottle and laid it against the groin. Karina was reading the file to see what they were missing. Dean yelled out, "That ghost is dead. I'm gonna rip its lungs out." Sam and Karina gave questionable looks, "Well, you know what I mean."

"It knew my name, guys. My real name. We burned Barry's bones. What the hell?"

"Well, maybe it wasn't Barry. Maybe we missed something. We got to go back."

"I'm on to that." Karina strolled through the information until she caught one thing. "No way. I cannot believe we didn't see this until now."

"What?"

"Check it out." Karina showed the file to Sam and Dean, then she informed them. "Aaron, April, and Jennifer, they all went on the same bus."

Sam pointed out, "Okay, so maybe the bust is haunted."

Dean spoke up, "Well, that would explain why there's no EMF at the school, but not the attacks. I mean, ghosts are tied to places they haunt. They can't just bail."

"What if they can?" Sam and Dean turned to Karina who spoke up. She continued, "Boys, there are tons of lores about spirits possessing people, and goes to each body whenever they want. They all crave one thing for a reason to haunt, and they won't stop until we stop them."

"So a spook just grabs a kid on the bus and walks right into Truman?"

"Exactly."

"Ghost getting creative-- well, that's super." Dean grabbed a bottle of beer out of the cooler.

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Huntress and the Winchesters stopped at the school bus. Sam held on to the EMF meter, then the readings appeared all red. "Definitely ain't clean."

Dean yelled out as he banged the bus with the rifle, "Here, ghosty, ghosty, ghosty! Come out, come out, wherever you are!"

"Guys, I don't get it. No one else died on this bus, and it's not like there's a body hidden here."

"Maybe this ghost was cremated, I don't know. Whatever it is, there might be a DNA substance or a thing that held onto the most. We could burn this bloody bus down." Sam and Dean gave blank looks at Karina. "What? It's not the first time a ghost is attached to a vehicle."

They all continued searching the bus until Dean approached the driver's seat. He searched for any information in the glovebox until he found a slip of paper. "Got a new driving permit. Issues two weeks ago."

Sam and Karina approached Dean who was reading the permit. "Before the first attack."

"Yeah. Name of the bus driver is Dirk McGregor Sr. 39 North Central Avenue."

Sam repeated, "McGregor?"

"Yeah. Why?"

"I knew his son."

"Did you know everybody at this school?"

They all introduce themselves to question Mr. McGregor. He asked them, "So, you were friends with Dirk?"

Sam answered, "Yes, sir, in high school."

"I don't recall Dirk having many friends at Truman." He guided them to sit on the couch behind them, "Here, sit. Sit down."

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