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
Charlie opened the door to Jill's room and locked it once it was again closed. She opened the light and the window to let the three hunters in. Dean gave Sam a bag which the latter placed on the bed.
"What did you tell Jill's mom?" Sam asked.
"Just that I needed some time alone with Jill's pictures and things." Charlie said, while Dean closed the window. "I hate lying to her."
Sam took out something from the bag while Dean closed the blinds.
"Trust us, this is for the greater good." Ellie said. "Hit the lights."
"What are you guys looking for?" Charlie asked once the lights were closed.
"We'll let you know as soon as we find it." Dean stated.
Sam handed a numeric camera to both his siblings.
"Hey, night vision." Dean put in the night vision for Sam. "Perfect."
The camera looks at Dean whom is slightly turned away form it. He grinned at it.
"Do I look like Paris Hilton?" He teased.
Ellie chuckled but rolled her eyes nonetheless. Sam walked away to the closet, opened it and filmed the mirror.
"So I don't get it. I mean... the first victim didn't summon Mary, and the second victim did. How's she choosing them?" He asked.
He closed the closer and looked at Ellie who shrugged, not knowing the answer.
"Beats me." Dean also shrugged. "I want to know why Jill said it in the first place."
"It was just a joke." Charlie said.
"Yeah well somebody's gonna say it again, it's just a matter of time." Ellie muttered. "Then it won't be a joke anymore."
Suddenly they heard Sam in the bathroom.
"Hey." He called out. "There's a black light in the trunk, right?"
Sam brought the mirror on the bed while Dean closed everything. Sam teared off the brown paper form behind the mirror and shined an ultraviolet light on it. They saw a handprint and the name GaryBryman written on it.
"Gary Bryman?" Charlie asked.
"You know who that is?" Sam asked back, closing the light.
"No." The girl shook her head.
The three hunters shot an intense glance at each other. Dean and Charlie went back on a bench outside and Sam and Ellie, who decided to research, joined them.
"So, Gary Bryman was an 8-year-old boy. Two years ago he was killed in a hit and run." Ellie explained, jumping over the bench and sitting down while Sam stayed up. "The car was described as a black Toyota Camry. But nobody got the plates or saw the driver."
