After sitting in the cafe dumbfounded for a few moments I made sure they had definitely left before I started home. Deciding to skip going to the grocery store, I briskly walked back.
They obviously weren't talking about me.... Were they? No of course not. That's ridiculous. They wouldn't be saying anything like that. None of that is really happening at all.
Once at home I went to my bedroom and decided not to talk to my dad. Instead I pulled the business card off my desk and looked at it. John Ross was the name listed on the card.
What?
Marks had called him sam. I shook my head, I was being ridiculous. It was probably just a nick name. I was jumping to crazy conclusions. I need to calm down. Nodding, I made my to my laptop and sat on my bed as I powered it on.
My fingers flew across the keyboard as I typed "black smoke and black eyes".
Demons.
You have got to be kidding me. I continued searching but nothing even closely related to my search came up on google. Hey, why not check videos. Being lazy I clicked on the first video that popped up. EXORCIZING A DEMON was the name and it had about 500 views.
"GHOST. GHOST FAACERRS!!!" The music Blared out through my speakers causing me to jump before scrambling to lower it. It was the dumbest video I've ever seen in my life. But it looked like exactly what had happened to Susan with the smoke and the eyes. Even though it was incredible stupid, they were pretty funny and I enjoyed watching them be all ridiculous.
I clicked on the next video called "OVERNIGHT HAUNTED HOUSE; RIP Corbett". They introduced and looked like total idiots as they explained how they would be spending a night in a house that no one ever made it through because the "ghosts" kill you. Then They played they're intro, going through the characters trying to make it look all cool like they were popular.
My eyes widened as they played they're last two characters; Sam and Dean.
Or I my case, agent Ross and Marks.
"What the-" I said to myself as I turned the volume up and put my face closer to the laptop screen. No. Way. I skipped about ten minutes into it as they wandered around the house with their cameras showing night vision.
Marks and Ross appeared, apparently having no idea that the other group was there. They were both surprised and the two agents asked what they were doing there and the group asked them the same thing.
"What?" I asked myself out loud. I skipped through the rest of the video trying to figure anything more out about them but found nothing. I scoffed and rolled my eyes before shifting my position.
"Got a ghost problem? Call the number down below for help!" Ed said, as the screen froze with a picture of them and a phone number below.
"GHOST, GHOST FAAACEERRS!!" Their the song played stupidly around my room as I leaned back. Should I call? Maybe they have information. Pushing myself off my bed, I walked over toward my dresser and grabbed my phone before plopping down on my bed so I was laying on my stomach.
I looked at the screen as I dialed it into my phone before pressing the call button and holding it up to my ear. As it rung I rolled over so I was lying on my back with my legs dangling off the edge. After three to four rings a voice answered.
"Hello." it was defiantly a mans voice but I couldn't tell who's.
"Uh hi. Is this," I hesitated, "ghostfacers?" I heard scrambling on the other end of the phone as I heard hushed whispers and a clear voice saying "get the cameras, we have a call." I waited a few more seconds.
"Hello?" I asked propping my self up as the same person finally came back on.
"Yes this is ghost facers. How can we help?"
"Well," I started before sighing, "I have some questions actually, about two of your teammates."
"Who?" He asked. Yep. I was definitely on speaker.
"Uh, sam and dean..." He scoffed on the other end of the phone.
"Sam and dean? They aren't our teammates at all. There two annoying guys that don't know what they're doing."
"Oh." I bit my lip. Ok then.
"What about them?" He asked.
"Well for starters who are they?" I questioned.
"Lemme' guess. FBI agents?" He asked flatly. I hesitated before answering.
"Uh, yea... How did you-"
"They aren't really FBI." He continue in the same time, "that's their cover for hunting."
"Hunting?" I sounded like in idiot.
"Yea. Like demons, ghosts, monsters, etcetera. They aren't very good." The way he said this was so.... nonchalantly. Why?
"Seriously?" I asked with a scoff. Well now this was just getting ridiculous.
"Yea." he said. There was an award moment of silence before I thought of a final question.
"What are their names? I mean their last names." I chewed on my lip as he ok a second to think about it.
"Winchester."
My eyes widened. No way. No way. Noway. Noway. No way. No.
"You joking." I said into the phone as he let out a nervous laugh.
"Uhhh no... I'm not... why?" He asked questionably probably wondering why I was even calling.
"Oh um," I hesitated before deciding the conversation, "no reason. but thanks. Bye." I waited until he said a confused and quick bye as well before hanging up.
You have got to be kidding me.
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