[Comprehensive British and American] Squirrel and elk

Most of the students in the locked room have recovered completely. Sam pushed the door open and glanced at it, and then let go after confirming that nothing happened.He walked out, and the professor brought the students over to express his thanks to the two.Sam didn't do much, and he made such a big own goal.In the end, if it wasn't for Crowley's willingness to help, the two of them would have survived for a while.But Dean didn't want to stay longer in this place, so the people on both sides said a few words to each other and then dispersed.

Dean stops by the blue pickup truck.He was a little down, and his heart was heavy.Holding a car key and not knowing what to do with it.Dean put his hands in his pockets, luckily the bottle of blood was still there.Sam looked around, not knowing what to do next.So he asked, "Did Balthazar tell you how to find him?"

It's because I haven't said it at all, and I can't summon angels in another world.Dean had tried to do this before when he was helpless, but the connection with Heaven was still cut off by something, although it could be said that Balthazar didn't want to pay attention to this kind of thing at all.

"Looks like we're going to have to get Rowena to create the rift?" Dean asked tentatively. "And now she's all we have."

But Rowena has never been to heaven or the world of apocalypse, and she may not guarantee to complete any of the tasks.Not only that, but it might not be easy to find her.Rowena would not honestly want to see these two people, even if Sam could find it, it would be nothing.

"Since there are no clues, let's continue to do our business. There are still people on any earth." Sam shrugged slightly, "Until they feel that this is out of control, they will take the initiative to come to us .Like Balthazar made you carry that vial of blood."

The two still decided to go to the small town, which was as cold as ever today.There are many discarded cardboard boxes in front of the police station in the town. Dean and Sam feel that something is wrong and rush over.When the two pushed the door open, a man in his twenties was standing there in a daze.There are some blood stains on the man's face, and the dead Officer Turner is on the ground next to him.

Sam steadied the man, took him to a nearby chair, and sat down.He was holding a knife tightly in his hand, but he could see a little nervousness on his face.Sam snatched the dagger from that hand, and there was ectoplasm falling on the ground next to the seat.Like a ghost.In addition to Officer Turner, all the people in the town who were originally related to the church died.

"Boy?" Sam called, but he didn't speak.

Dean stood by and cleaned the body, and it took about five or six minutes for the boy to say, "Did I kill my father?"

"...You didn't kill your father, but those things broke in." Sam had a hard time explaining clearly, so he just said, "Can you tell me how this happened?"

The police officer paused for a moment, and slowly closed his eyes to carefully recall what happened an hour ago.It took a long time to explain to Sam.I just remembered that everything was fine last night, and Officer Turner also asked people to sprinkle salt in every possible place.

Officer Turner and his kids did everything they could to deal with the bad stuff, but there still seemed to be a loophole.About half an hour later, the glass began to shatter from outside the door, and a 1.8-meter-tall man walked in quickly.The burly man's target was obviously aimed at Officer Turner, so Officer Turner immediately picked up the iron rod and hit the ghost's body.

In his impression, it should have dissipated, but he couldn't tell what happened after that.When he woke up, he saw Officer Turner lying on the ground bleeding, with a knife in his hand.

"You were sitting there?" Sam pointed to the side of the young man.

He was silent for a while, then nodded to Sam: "Yes, sir. That is indeed the last thing I remember."

Dean expressed his regret, so he advised Chief Turner's children to burn the body in time.In this case, the ghost will not be able to cause trouble again, which is the best relief.The two took Chief Turner's children to burn the body and some of the relics, and then left in a hurry.

Many things encountered during this period seemed to be not going well, and after finally leaving the town, the two passed by the motel at the foot of the mountain to rest for a night.However, the environment of the motel here does not seem to be particularly good, the surface of the door is a little rusty, and the lock is not particularly strong.

Dean took the keys at the front desk of the hotel and went upstairs. The seemingly complicated road conditions inside made Sam raise his gun carefully.Dean looked back at him when he heard the voice, feeling a chill in the back of his head.But it's not easy for Sam to put the gun away.Then he opened the door, and besides the bedding on the bed was still clean, there was also a newspaper from last month on the table.

In this case, Sam felt that it was the same wherever he lived.He then walked forward, went to the window sill, picked up the newspaper from a month ago and flipped through it.Dean seemed more willing to rest than to work hard, so he sat on the bed and turned on the TV.

According to news and newspaper accounts, the city was dominated by death and fear most of the time.Sam sat on the chair and turned his body around, and the two looked at each other.The newspapers recorded that the city was invaded by insects some time ago, which was almost the same as the news reports on TV.

Dean didn't want to hear such news, so he switched to another channel.After repeated several times, I finally gave up and turned off the TV.Sam flipped through the newspaper from a month ago no less than ten times. The atmosphere in the room was probably very solemn, and it took 10 minutes for him to speak.

"Three meters, that's just insects." Dean asked in a comforting tone, "They were just bitten by insects, and this kind of thing has nothing to do with us."

"Maybe it's an ordinary insect." Sam questioned, "But what kind of insect can bite a person so badly that his relatives don't recognize him?"

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Sam pointed the photo in the newspaper at Dean, and he looked up at the people on it.The passer-by had swollen bumps all over his face, and he was still drooping his head as he slowly moved his feet forward.Looks like a walking dead.

Dean has been so tired lately, and Sam understands that.The man was almost paralyzed on the bed and didn't want to get up. Sam could only sigh deeply, pack up his things and prepare to go out.Before leaving, he reminded: "By the way, keep an eye on that bottle of blood, and be careful of any ghosts that may have clues."

Dean refreshed a bit, then sat up in bed.

"How do we find those killer insects?" Dean asked.

"A lot of people know the inside story, right? Go ask."