INT. ABANDONED HOUSE
Sam was unconscious on the floor, Dean shook him while Eden knelt next to him.
"Sam?" Dean called. "Sam. S-Sam? Oh, come on." Dean shook Sam more forcefully. "Sammy! Come on, come on. Come on, damn it."
Sam's eyes opened. Hellfire flickered in them and then faded out. He groaned and exhaled sharply.
"Hey, hey, hey, you with us?"
Sam breathed deeply and groaned.
Dean hauled Sam off the floor. "Come on. Come on, got to get you out of here."
Sam grunted.
INT. COLLEGE SCIENCE LAB
As a janitor mopped the floor, he heard a noise from behind him, then saw blood dripping on the floor by his mop. The blood was coming from a cut that his appeared on his forehead.
"What the..." the janitor began and as he exhaled he saw his breath. "Who's there?!" the janitor ran and screamed as he was attacked by an anatomy dummy.
EXT. STREET
Sam groaned lightly while pinching the bridge of his nose.
"How you feel?" Dean asked.
"Like I got hit by a... planet," Sam replied.
"Well, lucky for you, I'm a doctor. I got joe, grub, and..." He held up and shook a container of pills.
"What are they?"
"Effective."
"I'm okay. Thanks."
"Suit yourself."
Sam exhaled sharply. "So, how long was I out, again?"
"I'm telling you, like two or three minutes. Why, what'd it feel like to you?"
"About a week, give or take."
"You want to talk about it?"
""It"?"
"Yeah, whatever that was. I mean, it was like you were freakin' electrocuted."
"Look, I mean, it wasn't fun, but I-I'm... Fine."
"Fine. It was Hell, wasn't it? You got a big, fat faceful of hell. Ever cross your mind that you could've died?"
"Oh, come on."
"I'm serious. And none of this "it's just a flesh wound" crap. 'cause we did it your way. We let you go explore, and every bad thing that I said would happen happened. So guess what -- Past stays past. We're not kicking that wall again."
"So I'm supposed to just ignore it?"
"Yes."
"Dean, Eden... I might've done... who knows what, and you want me to just forget about it?"
"You shove it down, and you let it come out in spurts of violence and alcoholism."
"That sounds healthy," Sam and Eden commented sarcastically.
"Well, works for me."
Sam sighed.
Eden glanced at the younger Winchester. "It's not a joke. Your life is on the line here, Sam. This is not a debate."
Dean nodded. "She's right. I mean, first you were a-a soulless dickbag, and now you're not. So we good?"
"Yeah. Sure," Sam said.
"Good. Well, let's get your mind off it, shall we? You, uh, up for a job?"
"Well, what do you got?"
"Janitor murdered in a college lab last night. Doors were locked, nobody else in or out of the building."
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Sunrise, Sunset
Mystery / ThrillerEden Harrison went crazy. Or so she was told. Years before, she foresaw two men who would bring about the apocalypse, but would ultimately stop it. No one believed her. How could they? All they knew is that she was telling a whimsical, insane stor...
