Reckless and Brave

LIV. Taking Care of Business (Part II)

They continued walking through the house. Sam held up a broken framed certificate. "Freeman Daggett, house's last owner, officially commended for 20 years of fine service at the Gamble General Hospital."

Dean frowned. "He was a doctor?"

"Janitor."

"This looks like his den. When'd you say he died--'64?"

Sam nodded. "Yeah, heart attack."

Maggie walked up to a pile of squares. "What are these, c-rations?"

Holly looked at them. "Yeah. They're army-issued, three squares--basically a lifetime supply."

"God, is that all he ate?"

Dean shrugged. "One-stop shopping. Hello, locked."

Ed started protesting. "Oh, come on, guys. This is ridiculous. I mean, how the hell is this supposed to find Corbett, huh? We should be digging up the friggin' floorboard right now."

Sam held up a dusty pamphlet. "Huh. 'Survival Under Atomic Attack'. An optimist."

Dean pried the safe open, causing a loud bang. He leafed through the file box. "Crap. Crap. Taxidermy. Okay. You said Daggett was a hospital janitor?"

"Yeah."

Dean grimaced. "Eww. Got three toe tags here--one, death by gunshots, train accident, and suicide."

"Ewwwwww!"

Holly stepped back, a permanent look of disgust on her face.

Harry asked, "What?"

Holly replied, "That explains the death echoes. They're here because their bodies are here, um, somewhere in the house."

"Daggett brought the remains home from the morgue. To "play"." Dean added.

"Ewwwww! Ugh!" Ed and Harry cried.

Spruce gave a disgusted face. "That's nasty, dude."

"Right." Sam agreed.

Dean frowned. "Wait a minute."

"Corbett." Maggie said, before startling herself in the mirror. "Okay, Maggie."

There was camera interference and Maggie swung the camera around, frightened, to see Dean. "Closer to the herd, okay?"

"Maggie? Maggie?" Harry called.

"She's fine."

"Harry." Ed said. "Harry, I got an 8.6 and climbing fast. Something huge is coming. Look. Something big is coming."

"It's past 11, you guys." Harry informed.

Dean turned to him. "What? Nobody move! Hold on. Hold on. Stay quiet."

There was more camera interference and Sam, who was standing between Dean and Holly, disappeared.

"It's really cold in here." Ed noted.

"Harry?" Maggie asked.

"Sam?" Dean and Holly called.

"Some kind of surge." Ed said.

"Sam?"

"Where'd he go?" Spruce questioned.

"Oh, no." Maggie groaned.

Dean found Sam's dropped flashlight and picked it up. "Sam!"

"Sammy!" Dean and Holly cried.

"Corbett! Sam!" Ed called.