Pulling up outside the asylum we get out of the car walking up to the gate jumping over it and heading up the stairs taking notice of the KEEP OUT and NO TRESPASSING signs on the front door as we open it heading inside "ugh, god. This place gives me the creeps." I muttered "so, apparently, the cops chased the kids here...into the south wing." Sam said as I looked up seeing the sign that said South Wing over top of the door.
"South wing, huh? Wait a second. 1972. Three kids broke into the south wing, only one survived. Way he tells it, one of his friends went nuts and started lighting up the place." Dean said looking up at us "oh, that's comforting." I mumbled "so, whatever's going on, the south wing is the heart of it." Sam said "but if the kids are spelunking the asylum, why aren't there a ton more deaths?" Dean asked "looks like the doors are usually chained. Could've been chained up for years." Sam said "yeah, to keep people out. Or to keep something in." Dean replied as Sam pushed open the doors as we made our way inside "you stay close to us and don't wander off." Sam said "wasn't planning on it." I muttered.
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Making our way deeper into the south wing things just got even creepier the deeper we went "let me know if you see any dead people, Haley Joel." Dean quipped "dude, enough." Sam snapped "I'm serious. You gotta be careful, all right? Ghosts are attracted to that whole ESP thing you got going on." Dean said making me giggle "I told you, it's not ESP! I just have strange vibes sometimes. Weird dreams." Sam replied "yeah, whatever. Don't ask, don't tell." I muttered "you get any reading on that thing or not?" Sam asked as Dean was sweeping the room with the EMF.
"Nope. Of course, it doesn't mean no one's home." Dean replied "spirits can't appear during certain hours of the day." Sam said "yeah, the freaks come out at night." Dean replied as I giggled at him "yeah." Sam said while nodding "hey Sam, who do you think is the hotter psychic: Patricia Arquette, Jennifer Love Hewitt, or you?" I jokingly asked him as I giggled feeling him shove me lightly before we walked into a room filled with jars of body parts making me groan in disgust.
"Man...electro-shock. Lobotomies. They did some twisted stuff to these people. Kinda like my man Jack in Cuckoo's Nest." Dean said as I walked up to a chair touching it "so. What do you think? Ghosts possessing people?" I asked them "maybe. Or maybe it's more like Amityville or the Smurl haunting." Sam replied "spirits driving them insane. Kinda like my man Jack in the Shining." Dean said "Dean...when are we going to talk about it?" Sam asked him "talk about what?" Dean asked him "about the fact, dad's not here." Sam replied.
"Oh. Uh. I see. How 'bout...never." Dean said "I'm being serious, man. He sent us here—." Sam scoffed "so am I, Sam. Look, he sent us here. He obviously wants us here. We'll pick up the search later." Dean replied "it doesn't matter what he wants." Sam said "see. That attitude? Right there? That's why I always got the extra cookie." Dean replied "dad could be in trouble. We should be looking for him. We deserve some answers, Dean. I mean, This is our family we're talking about." Sam said "I understand that, Sam, but he's given us an order." Dean said.
"So, what? We gotta always follow dad's orders?" Sam asked angrily "of course we do." Dean replied as we continued searching the place "Sanford Elliot. You know what we gotta do. We gotta find out more about the south wing. See if something happened here." I said looking at both of them
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HorrorIn which a girl and her two brothers take over the family business of saving people and hunting things, but things get a little bit more complicated when something horrible happens to their own. Book 1 Season 1-15
