Supernatural Gone Virtual

Weirder than weird

   Sam then got in the passenger seat and sighed as Dean turned on the Impala and Lynyrd Skynyrd's "Sweet Home Alabama" began to play as they trailed off on the road going to the address. As they rolled down the streets Dean drummed on the steering wheel as Sam was going through the case file trying to figure out if it was a witch, the archangel Gabriel which he wasn't shocked if it was Gabriel as he knows Gabriel likes to play tricks if it was a gang of vampires, or whatever it could be, but those are the three he narrowed it down to.

      They pulled up to the house, it was a two-story building, the windows on the top floor were boarded and it seemed abandoned but not completely. The lawn was taken care of with 2 shrubs on each side of the white-painted stairway that leads up to the house. It was brick around the house with an oak door that had an intricate window, the rest of the windows were normal white windows, there were pillars on either side of the porch with a for sale sign in the front yard.

        Both Sam and Dean got out of the impala slamming the door shut, "Looks as though someone is taking care of it" Sam said and Dean looked at him, "You think?" Dean remarked back before walking around the car and to the sidewalk leading to the staircase and porch. Sam followed behind and pulled out his badge as they reached the door Dean did the same and then knocked on it.

     There was some shuffling in the house and Sam then knocked on it three times before someone opened the door. It was a brunette haired woman around the age of 34, she was wearing a light red dress and a black coat that reached the floor. She had a couple of friends behind her gathered at a table as though they were playing a card game. She looked at the men and tilted her head, Sam cleared his throat and began to speak, "Hello ma'am FBI I'm Agent Hamill, this is my partner, Agent Ford. We would like to speak with you for a few minutes if we may?" Sam asked politely as he flashed his badge and Dean did the same.

     The lady glared at them and then turned around to her friends then back at them, she quickly shut the door and clapped her hands looking at her friends in a thick accent she said quickly, "Girls, the meeting is adjourned for today please clean up your materials and make your way out the back door" and her friends did as such and shut the door leaving her alone in the house. Sam turned to Dean and Dean pounded on the door, "Miss! Open up!" He yelled groveling his voice, she then opened the door, tucking her hair behind her ear, and looked down, "I'm sorry, I had to clean up and have my friends leave. Please, come in" She said in her thick Scottish accent.

     Sam raised an eyebrow and walked in as the lady backed up to let them both in, Dean followed behind and cleared his throat as he sat down on the couch. Sam sat down next to his older brother and clasped his hands together "Miss?" He asked as she was pacing and then she looked at them and sat down across from them.

     As Dean looked around he saw the couches were a light brown leather, the coffee table in front of them was dark oak designed with swirls, the fireplace had some fresh wood in it and the mantle had a few photos, some were in black and white showing a man and woman over a farm of pumpkins, others were of her and other people who Dean assumed was family and friends. There was an odd smell coming from the fireplace though, as though something had been burned into it. It didn't smell of sulfur but it was not appealing as if it was the flesh of some kind of animal. The smell of it made Dean gag a little as he made a face at Sam.

     Sam looked at Dean acknowledging the smell and then looked at the lady "So, who might you be? We know a woman named Eleanor Wisecoffe used to live here but the house was listed as unoccupied." Sam stated as he opened the fake file folder that was in his hand. The woman nodded "Yes, she was my great-great-grandmother, passed away a few years ago and the house was given to me, Bethany Brogle. I meant to fill out paperwork but... I've been would you say in this country busy." She explained as she tapped her fingertips on the arm of her chair. "Are you aware of the disappearances in this home Miss Bethany?" Dean asked blankly and she looked at him tilting her head.

     "Well, yes, I've heard of some but I've never witnessed it myself. See, after I got the house I thought I could try to sell it so I've been giving tours to people who are interested sir." She explained and then looked to Sam "Are you two interested in the house...?" She asked curiously and then smiled rubbing her hands together to warm them up. "You could say that, but we are also looking into the missing person cases all around this house," Sam explained. Bethany nodded her head "Oh, alight well, not sure how I can help you two but I can give you a little tour of the place tomorrow if that will be alright with you two. I hadn't planned on a tour today so give me some time to prep the house and tomorrow morning you can come around at 9 am since it's about 5 right now and I was about to start supper" She explained and stood up walking to the door opening it up.

      Sam and Dean stood up looking at her and Dean nodded "Awesome, we will be back 9 am sharp" Sam said as he walked to the door "That tour would be nice and we will be back with more questions also" Dean said and then hummed "There better be snacks" Dean chuckled and then walked out the door. Bethany nodded, "I'll make some refreshments I suppose," She said as Dean walked out the door and then Sam followed "Thank you, ma'am," Sam said to her before he followed his brother to the impala.

     Dean got into the impala turning it on, Sam got in the passenger seat next to him and Bethany slowly shut the door before she shuffled to the windows beginning to close all the blinds. Sam saw her shut the blinds and he furrowed his eyebrows "Now that... was weird, like weirder than weird" Sam said scoffing as he scratched his temple with his index finger.