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The Truth Is In There

"I'm here because I believe Elwood, Indiana has become a center of extraterrestrial activity."

"There was this light and then Patrick just vanished."

"It's all happening, you know? I mean, these entities have come to help push humanity to the next stage."

"My name is Wayne Whittaker, Jr. and I have recorded a dozen eyewitness accounts. Strange lights in the sky, mysterious presences attempting contact."

"Since this whole damn circus has blown into town... no one seems to realize we got four missing-persons cases, wide open. My friends have lost loved ones."

"What happened to him? Something took him. I know it."

"We are right in the middle of what we in the field like to call a UFO flap, and I am as happy as a pig in shoes."

"I can guarantee you this has nothing to do with UFOs... or little green men or anything extraterrestrial whatsoever."

"Of course, it's not UFOs. It's fairies."

The record scratched for a moment to let Sam, Karina, and Dean pause to hear what a middle-aged woman was covered in glitter. They blinked repeatedly to make sure they heard what she said to them, "Fairies?" She nodded excitedly, and he smiled softly at her as he ended the questioning. "Okay. Well, thank you for your input."

Dean turned around to leave, but Sam raised a harsh tone toward the woman. "Flying saucers not insane enough for you?"

"What newspaper did you say you worked for?"

Sam began putting away the notepad along with his pen, "You want to add glitter to the glue you're sniffing, that's fine. Don't dump your wackadoo over us, we'd rather not step in it."

Karina widened her eyes as she began pulling his arm, "Okay, we're cool! We're cool!"

"Only thing you're missing is a couple dozen cats, sister."

She got more robust than him as she was ready to pull his arm out of his body. Dean tried to calm the tension at the moment as he explained to her, "Yeah. It's the blood sugar thing. My apologies."

Trio was walking down the sidewalk in a small town. Karina slapped Sam in the arm as he reacted hurtfully, then he looked at him, "What?"

"Really? You have to ask?" Sam got confused then she rolled her eyes, "Of course, you have to ask."

"Sorry, but this is all a big joke. We're not taking this crap seriously?"

"Trust me, I'm not insane enough to believe that UFOs crap. We had been through this before, and it was all Gabriel. RIP. Maybe there is another Trickster involved then."

Dean pointed it out, "ET is made of rubber, everybody knows that. There are four vanishings in this town. Something's going on. Kay's might be right on the Trickster thing. Sam, by the way, it's not the lady's fault she took the brown acid."

"I'm digging her glitter, though." Dean squinted his eyes at Karina who bluntly confessed. She widened her eyes as she realized, "Did I say that out loud?"

"So what is the point you're trying to say, Dean?" asked Sam.

"Empathy, man. Empathy. I mean, the old Sam would have gave her some wussified, dew-eyed crap."

"Old Sam had a soul. Was a soul. Whatever." 

"Right. Yes. And-- But you don't. Or aren't. Whatever."