When she was born, Ellie and her parents moved into this house. Ellie had always been a strange child. She talked to herself a lot. At five years old, something happened. Ellie was talking to a little girl. Meanwhile, her father was going crazy and...
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3rd P.O.V
"So, every religion in every world culture has the concept of demons and demonic possession, right? I mean Christian, Native American, Hindu, you name it." Ellie explained, her feet on the coffee table while Sam was looking on the computer and Dean was waiting for the infos.
"Yeah, but none of them describe anything like this." Dean said.
"Well, that's not exactly true." Ellie stated, pointing at Dean. "You see according to Japanese beliefs, certain demons are behind certain disasters, both natural and man-made. One causes earthquakes, another causes disease."
"And this one causes plane crashes?" Dean asked and Ellie shrugged. Dean shot Sam a look and he mirrored it. "All right, so, what? We have a demon that's evolved with the times and found a way to ratchet up the body count?"
"Apparently." Sam said. "You know, who knows how many planes it's brought down before this one?"
Dean looked at his siblings before scoffing and looking away.
"What?" Sam asked.
"I don't know, man. This isn't our normal gig. I mean, demons, they don't want anything, just death and destruction for its own sake." Dean said. "This is big. And I wish Dad was here."
"Yeah." Sam agreed while Ellie nodded. "Me too."
Suddenly, Dean's phone started ringing. He took it out and answered it.
"Hello?" Sam and Ellie watched their brother with an eyebrow raised. "Oh, hey, Jerry." Ellie nodded in realization. "Wha– Jerry, I'm sorry. What happened?" She frowned and looked at Sam who shrugged in answer. "Where'd this happen?.... I'll try to ignore the irony in that.... Nothing. Jerry, hang in there, all right? We'll catch up with you soon."
"Another crash?" Sam asked in more of a statement.
"Yeah. Let's go." Dean said.
"Where?" Ellie asked, standing up.
"Nazareth." Dean stated.
"Sulfur?" Dean asked Jerry while the latter was checking through his microscope.
"Well, that's great." Dean sighed. "All right, that's two plane crashes involving Chuck Lambert. This demon sounds like it was after him."
"With all due respect to Chuck, if that's the case, that would be the good news." Sam said.
"What's the bad news?" Dean asked.
Ellie sighed.
"Chuck's plane went down exactly forty minutes into flight. And so did flight 2485." She said.
"Forty minutes? What does that mean?" Jerry asked.
"It's biblical numerology." Dean explained. "You know, Noah's ark, it rained for forty days. The number means death."
