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   "What in the bloody---!" yelled Bobby after the rough landing in England, never having been transported by Cas.

   "What? Are we supposed to walk everywhere?!" shouted Dean, upset that his beloved Impala wasn't there.

   "We can't bring it." said Cas, reading Dean's mind.

   "Well then, off to the rental place." said Sam.

    After an hour or so of looking for a rental place, they drove off in a yellow Ugo, the only functioning car there. As Dean mumbled angrily, they drove off to the morgue to check out the bodies.

    At arriving, Dean asked a woman in a pink pant suit where the bodies of those who died that day were. With ease and mistrust in her voice, the woman said they were already looked at.

    "FBI." said Dean seriously, showing his fake ID, and nudging Cas to do the same. Cas reached into his trench coat and pulled out his ID, holding it upside down.

    "He's new." said Dean faking a smile even though he was laughing harder than ever on the inside.

     "Okay," said the woman reluctantly, still lacking trust towards them. "Right this way."

     As they were inspecting the bodies, in every victim they came across a strange, green, slimy liquid, usually in their ears. "What is this?" asked Sam, looking to Cas for answers

     "I wish I knew." said Cas.

Leaving the bodies, they drove to a motel, hitting up any books or information they had with them.

     Blue Box-England Sam typed into the search bar, not expecting to find anything he didn't already know. As he stumbled across a picture of a church stained glass window, Cas stopped him, studied the picture and pointed to the bottom left corner of it to a blue box-like object.

    "Oh great, time to hit the Bibles." said Dean grouchily.

     As they searched through prophecies and anything in the bible, Dean spoke up, breaking the studious silence.

     "I'm hungry. Gonna go fetch us some grub."

     "Get me  some burgers!!!" Cas shouted as Dean stepped out of the small room. The living area was so small, it was like a walk-in closet. With green paint and odd patterns and decor, they only picked it because it was the closest to the morgue. As Dean got some food, Sam, Cas, and Bobby continued to search for answers to the mysterious deaths.

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