Gotta Hate The Ghostfacers||COMPLETED

VI

You and Dean walked down the stairs keeping an eye out for anything.

Out of nowhere Spruce started to talk.

"So earlier, upstairs, you guys and Sam were talking. He said you had two months left?"

"Yeah, it's complicated." Dean answers. You were suprised that he said that much.

"A while ago Sam-" he looked at Spruces camera, "No, no, no, I'm not gonna whine about my [bleep] problems to some [bleep] reality show. I'm gonna do my [bleep] job."

Dean started walking away.

"Is it cancer?"

"Shut up" Dean snapped.

In the distance you could here a song.

"Do you hear that?" You said.

"Is that music?" Soruce asked.

"Yeah, it's coming from behind this wall"

Dean started to move a metal shelf.

It squealed but moved to reveal a door.

"Wow you're strong" Spruce said plainly.

You and Dean both flipped him off.

Dean tried the handle and slammed his shoulder against the door and it gave way.

"SAM!"

You and Dean walked in first, guns at the ready.

You saw Dagget and shot at him. He disappeared.

Corbett's body was at the table with other well deceased corpses.

You saw Sam and untied him from the seat.

"What's this Dagget guys problem anyway?" Spruce said, still recording.

"Loneliness" Sam responded sadly,  the blood starting to dry down his face. "He was a Norman Bates Stuff-your-mom kinda lonely. That's why he lifted these bodies from the morgue, threw himself a party, except they were the only ones who would come."

Sam continued, "Anyway, so, at midnight, he sealed them in the bomb shelter and went upstairs and O.D.'d on horse tranqs."

"How do you know this?" Dean asked and you looked from him to Sam.

"'Cause he told me"

"Oh"

"Yeah"

"Okay so now that he's dead, sam÷ song different verse, trying to get people to come to his party?"

"Pretty much, yeah, stay forever."

Dean started loading his gun with rock salt and Spruce asked, "Are those real bullets?"

You explained to him what they were and why you were using them.

Sam started saying something to Dean and you looked over at Spruce.

"Hey ____, would you ever consider Ed? Seems like you two would make a good pair." He tried.

"Yeah how about no"