Monsters Aren't Real (Superlock)

Chapter 2

Sam closed his laptop.

There had been several archives in London Kevin could have visited, and it was his duty to find out which. Sam had now narrowed down the number of possible archives to four. Maybe Bobby would recognise one of the archives' names and could help them out. It wasn't very likly, Sam didn't think Bobby would leave out such important information if he remembered, but it was worth a shot.

The door of the restaurant opened and Dean entered. The two brothers had split up after breakfast. Sam would stay near the motel and do his research and Dean would go and check other motels for a trace of Kevin.

Dean did a quick scan and saw Sam sitting somewhere in the back. Whilst walking towards his brother he nodded and smiled to two ladies who politely smiled back. Maybe he would talk to them on his way out, then he could actually get some action this morning. Dean grabbed a chair and it loudly scraped across the floor. Earning him a few angry looks from the employees. Before he even was properly seated Sam started to talk.

"Did you find something?"

"Yeah, Jack squat. Wherever Kevin stayed wasn't in a motel, in this area at least. None of the men I talked too remembered a man with a snake tattoo on his neck, but if you want to know where a guy is with a skull on his chin, I know where to find him, and I know where to find a man with a shark on his hand, but nothing on snakes. Well, at least not snakes on necks, if you know what I mean. Please tell me you got something better?" Dean said.

Before Sam could answer a waitress walked up to their table asked.

"Can I get you two anything?"

Dean smiled.

"Well, Barbara," he said as he quickly read her name on the name tag pinned on her chest. "Normally I would ask for some sugar but it seems like you're already sweet enough."

She blinked, and after a seconds she smiled, but it didn't reach her eyes. Ignoring Dean after she asked Sam of he wanted anything else. Sam lightly shook his head.

"No, thanks."

She nodded shortly, politly smiled to Sam, ignored Dean and curtly turned around to help other customers.

Dean huffed.

"Barbara is a stupid name anyway." he mutterd

Sam stared at his brother for a few seconds before he almost unnoticably shook his head and started to speak.

"Well, anyway, I actually did find something, but it isn't something we were looking for." Sam then shoved a newspaper towards Dean. Dean immediately noticed the part that Sam had marked with highlighter.

'MAN FOUND DEAD ON ABANDONED INDUSTRIAL SITE, STILL NO SUSPECTS.'

Dean read out loud

"An unidentified man has been found dead found in a closed down industrial site south of the Thames. The police said that the body had been laying there for at least a week before it was found. The body was so damaged that the person wasn't recognisable. They police doesn't want to disclose anymore information as the investigation is still running."

When Dean looked to Sam again and was met with a face full of anticipation.

"So?" Dean asked.

"Uhh, So? Dean, the guy was damaged beyond recognision. Further down the article even says that the guy who found the body wasn't even sure if it was a body!"

"Well, this is a pretty big city. It isn't rare some psycho thinks wasting somebody is a fun thing to do, you know?"

"Beyond recognision Dean, and thats not all of it!"