Capri Coleman was a normal girl, getting ready to graduate college when her life fell apart. Her close friend died in a mysterious fire, she learns that her family's death from years ago might not be what she always thought, and she is thrown into t...
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In another old exam room, I wandered around silently until Sam was yelling for his brother, followed by the sound of a gun going off. I walked in to find Dean standing there with a gun and Sam crouched down to the floor.
"You two okay in here, or...?" I asked.
Sam stood. "That was weird."
"Wow, really?"
"Yeah, you're telling me," Dean replied, turning back toward the door where I stood.
I reached into the pocket of my sweater and pulled out a strawberry flavored lollipop and ripped the plastic from it. "You two don't seem very good at your job."
Dean scoffed. "Keep walking, Red."
"No, Dean. I mean, it was weird she didn't attack me," Sam said as we walked out into the hall.
"Looked pretty aggro from where I was standing." Dean reached out and caught the back of my sweater, pulling me to a stop. "Watch the corners," he said. "Who the hell wears a skirt to hunt ghosts?"
"I have tights on." I picked at the black fabric covering my legs. "Moron."
"She didn't hurt me, she didn't even try," Sam continued. "So if she didn't want to hurt me, what did she want?"
"There's something in that room." I stopped dead in my tracks, causing Dean to run into my back and almost knock me over. "That one." I pointed to the one on the right, just ahead of us as his arm wound around my waist to keep me from falling forward.
As if on cue, a noise echoed from there.
"Oh, fuck no." I shifted away, stepping behind the brothers.
"What is it?" Dean asked, raising the gun.
"A rat, a person, a ghost. I don't fucking know."
Dean stepped inside with Sam following close behind with the flashlight pointed right at the bed that was lying on its side.
Sam pulled the bed away to reveal a blonde girl not much younger than me. She pressed herself against the wall, looking between the men.
"It's all right, we're not gonna hurt you." Dean lowered his gun.
I stepped inside then. "Unless you want to keep your brain cells. Those are in danger. Other than that, it's okay."
"What's your name?" Dean asked.
The blonde girl stood. "Katherine. Kat."
"Okay, I'm Dean. This is Sam and Capri-Sun."
"Ria," I corrected, jabbing my elbow into his ribs.
