Dean is sitting in the front of the Impala, looking at a newspaper with his flashlight. Sam, who is laying in the backseat, wakes up. “What are you doing?” he says. “What’s it look like I’m doing?” Dean replies. “Like you’re looking for a job?” Sam answers. “Yahtzi,” Dean says. Sam sits up and sighs. “We just finished a job like two hours ago.” “Adrenaline’s still pumping I guess,” Dean replies. “So what do you think?” He lists a bunch of locations. Sam rubs his eyes. “I am all for working, I really am. But you’ve got us chasing cases non-stop for like a month now. We need sleep.” “Ah, we can sleep when we’re dead,” Dean says off-handedly. “You’re exhausted, Dean,” Sam says firmly. “I’m good!” Dean says loudly. “No, you’re not. You’re running on fumes, and you can’t run forever,” Sam goes on. Dean turns a little in his seat, lowering the flashlight. “What am I running from?” Sam looks resigned. “From what you told me. Or are we gonna pretend that never happened?” Dean is silent for a moment, and then says “Stratton, Nebraska. Farm town. Man gets hacked to death in a locked room inside a locked house, no signs of forced entry.” “Sounds like a ghost,” Sam says resignedly. “Yes it does,” Dean agrees. Sam sighs and lays back down. Dean smiles a little, but then looks troubled.

The boys are driving along the driveway to the big old house. There is a For Sale sign not far along. The “Sold” part of the sign has fallen off into the grass. The boys park, get out of the car, and head up the front steps, Dean pulling out his lock pick as they go. He picks the lock, and they go in. “Three bedrooms, two baths, and one homicide,” Dean says as they look around. “This place is gonna sell like hotcakes.” Something is watching the boys from in the closet, but they don’t notice and move on. In the kitchen, they open cupboards, looking for anything. Dean notices a spot on the wall which has been plastered over, but there is clearly a hole behind. “Huh,” Sam says. “That’s probably a dumbwaiter. All these old houses had them.” Dean watches him for a moment, surprised. “Know-it-all,” he says quietly. Sam stops. “What?” “What?” Dean says. “You said...” Sam begins, then stops. “What?” Dean asks again. “Nevermind,” Sam says. Dean smiles.

In another room, the EMF begins going off but Dean notices that there are power lines outside, which are clearly messing with it. “Great,” Sam says, turning it off. He opens a closet door and stops, looking surprised. Dean comes over to see. There is a doll’s head, with most of the hair pulled out, sitting on the floor. “Ugh,” Sam says quietly. “Well that’s super disturbing,” Dean says. “Think it got left behind?” Sam suggests. “By who? Unless Bill Gibson likes to play with doll heads,” Dean says. They suddenly turn to the window, hearing engines. There is a car and a moving truck coming up the road. “Uh oh,” Sam says. “I thought you said this place was still for sale,” Dean says quickly. “Apparently it’s not,” Sam replies.

The car stops, and a dog and a boy jump out. “Come on, Buster!” the boy yells, throwing a ball for the dog. A man and his wife, plus a teenage girl, follow. “What do you think? It’s nice, right?” the wife asks her daughter. “Did anyone bother to check if we get a signal out here?” the girl asks, holding her cellphone and not looking at the house. “Actually we did, Kate. But we decided to move anyway, just to ruin your life,” her father replies. “Come on, let’s unpack.” “Uncle Ted? Please back me up here,” Kate says to a slightly younger man who has got out of the moving truck. “Kid’s right, Bry, you’re ruining her life,” Ted says. “Thanks for the help,” Brian says. “I call it like I see it,” Ted replies. “Hey,” his wife says. “Be nice.” “I am being nice!” Brian says, putting his arms around his wife. They look at the house. “What do you think?” he says. “Gonna be okay?” She sighs. “I don’t know...” He smiles at her and moves to the car, just as Kate is walking towards the house with bags. She stops. “Who are they?” Dean and Sam are walking down the front steps. Her dad moves to talk to them. “Can I help you?” “Hi, you the new owner?” Dean asks. “Yeah - you guys are...?” Brian asks. Dean and Sam hold up badges, telling him they’re from the county code enforcement. “We had the building inspected last week,” Brian says. “Is there a problem?” “Asbestos in the walls,” Sam says. “A gas leak. Yeah I’d say we got a problem.” “Asbestos - meaning what?” the wife asks. “Meaning, until this house is up to code, it’s uninhabitable,” Sam explains. “Whoa, whoa whoa. You’re saying we can’t stay here?” Brian asks, pointing at the house. “It’s a health hazard. You don’t want to,” Dean says. “Hold on. We just drove four hundred miles,” Ted says, stepping forward. “There’s a motel just down the road,” Dean interrupts. “Till this gets cleaned up, I suggest you stay there.” “Alright, and what if we don’t?” Brian asks. “You get a fine and you go to jail,” Dean replies. “Pick your poison.” Brian looks at his family, then says “One night. One night, and I’ll take care of everything, ASAP. I promise.” “Another motel?” his daughter Kate says sarcastically. “Awesome. I hope this one has hooker sheets like the last one.” Dean and Sam turn to walk away as the father calls his son, Danny, to the car.

“What did the room look like when you found it?” Sam asks. The boys are talking to the old housekeeper through her screen door. “I already told the local boys. There was blood, everywhere,” she replies. “And Mr. Gibson, where was he?” Dean asks. “Everywhere,” she repeats. “How long have you been cleaning Mr. Gibson’s house?” Sam asks. “So you know him pretty well,” Dean says. “Not really wel. He was real private. Not the easiest man. Not that I blame him,” she says. “What do you mean?” Sam asks. “His wife dies in childbirth, daughter hangs herself in the attic twenty years later... I’d be bitter too,” she explains. “I think I got some pictures.” She comes back and hands them the pictures through the door. “Thanks. Can we keep these?” Dean asks. “Suit yourself,” she says. “Now, why did the doctor kill herself?” Sam asks. “I don’t know. That was before my time,” she replies. “Did you ever notice anything odd in the house when you were cleaning it?” Dean asks, tucking the pictures in his pocket. “Like what?” she asks. “You know, like lights going on and off, things not being where you left them?” Dean suggests. “No,” she says, shaking her head, then stops. “Well, maybe there was one thing. Sometimes I thought I heard like a... rustling, in the walls.” “Like a rat?” Dean asks. “Must have been some big sons of guns out there, huh?” “Wouldn’t know. Never saw any,” she says. “Do you happen to know where Mrs. Gibson and her daughter were buried?” Sam asks. “They were both cremated,” she answers.

“Alright, so it probably wasn’t the mom or the daughter,” Sam says as the boys head back to their car. “So whose ghost was it?” “I dunno. I say we give that place a real once-over and see,” Dean says.

“Code enforcement my ass, there’s no asbestos,” Ted says, walking down the steps of the house as everyone else is carrying in bags. “You’re sure?” Brian asks. “Hell yes, I’ve built enough homes to know that,” Ted replies. “No gas leak, either.” “Who were those guys?” Brian wonders. “Not from the county, I can tell you that,” Ted says, opening up the moving truck.

Kate and her mom are going to grab more bags. As Kate turns back to the house, she notices a girl standing in the window, staring down. “Hey, you okay?” her mom says, making her jump. The girl is gone now. “Yeah, yeah. I just thought I saw something, that’s all,” Kate says quickly, looking shaken. Her mom looks at the house, then back at her. “It’s going to be great here, Kate. It really is.” “Yeah mom. I’m sure. Everything’s gonna change,” Kate says hopefully, smiling.

In his room, Danny is playing video games. He calls to his mom that he’s almost finished, when the door in front of him slowly swings open. He watches as an old, dirty baseball slowly rolls out. He catches it, and stands up. “Hello?” he says. Whatever it is hides behind a box. “It’s okay,” he says. It slowly comes back out again, watching him. He smiles. “I’m Danny.” He rolls the ball along the floor into the shadows, and a moment later it flies out, and he catches it, then laughs. “Hi!”

In the kitchen, Brian is pouring coffee. “Zucchini will grow, but the soil is too acidic for beets,” his wife reads. “Do you understand any of this?” “Can you smell that?” her husband says, looking around. He opens a nearby cupboard. “Oh - nasty. It smells like a raccoon died up there or something.” “That’s pleasant, thank you. Can I continue having a conversation with myself?” she says. “What, I’m listening! Uh, vegetable... garden.” She stops and looks at him. “What are we doing, Bry?” “What do you mean?” he asks. “Us? On a farm! Talking about zucchini.” “It’s gonna be different,” he says, sitting down. “I promise you. We’re gonna be happy.” “And if we’re not?” she asks. “We will be. We have to be,” he says. “I can’t put the kids through another year like the last,” she says firmly.

The boys are coming along the road in the Impala. “Crap,” Dean says when he sees the lights on in the house. “So what now?” Sam shrugs. “We could tell them the truth.” Dean looks surprised. “Really?” “No, not really,” Sam replies.

In the house, Ted is putting down boxes. He turns, and stops. “Hey guys, you’re gonna want to come see this,” he calls up the stairs. A few moments later, Brian and his wife come down. “What the...?” she begins. On the wall, in big red letters, the word “GO” is written. Brian goes up and scratches at it. “Crayon,” he says. “Danny! Get your butt down here!” “I’ll tell you what, if my kid did this...?” Ted says. “He’s not your kid Ted, just butt out,” the wife says. “Hey, go easy on him,” she says to her husband. “The teacher said he might act out.” Danny comes down the stairs. “Hey buddy,” Brian says, looking towards the marks on the wall. “Something you wanna tell me and your mom?” “I didn’t do that,” Danny says. Brian pauses. “Okay, look. Just tell me the truth, and all you gotta do is clean it up. Okay? No punishment.” “But I didn’t,” Danny insists. “The girl in the walls did it!” “The girl in the walls?” his mother repeats. “She wants you to go, and me to stay,” he explains. “Okay. One last time, the truth, buddy,” his father says warningly. “That is the truth! I can stay, but she hates grown-ups! And if you don’t go she’s gonna get really really mad!” Danny argues. “Alright, go to your room,” his father says. “Mom!” Danny tries, but she just looks at him. “If Andy were here he’d believe me!” he yells as he leaves. “Upstairs! Now!” his father says angrily.

“Ew! Ew! Ew!” she’s crying as her parents try to calm her down. “What happened?” her father asks. “I just got molested by Casper the pervy ghost, that’s what happened!” she says frantically. “Ghost?” her father repeats. “Yes Dad! A ghost!” she says. “It’s the girl in the walls!” Danny says. “Who?” Kate says. “Okay, both of you, knock it off,” their father says. Suddenly there’s a knock at the door. They open it to find Dean and Sam. “We heard screams, what’s going on?” Dean asks as the boys come inside. “Oh, you two!” Brian says. “Did you touch my daughter?” “What?” Dean says. “No!” “Who are you guys?” Brian says. Buster the dog goes outside onto the porch as they talk. “Listen please,” Sam says. “You have a ghost.” “A ghost,” the dad says, as his kids both start saying “I told you!” “What are you guys playing?” he says. “Your family is in danger, you need to get out of the house now,” Dean says firmly. The power goes out. “What the hell,” Ted says. “Nobody move!” Dean yells. They all freeze, hearing strange sounds. As they listen more, they can tell it’s the dog whimpering. “Buster!” screams Danny. Brian and Ted run outside. “Buster!” Brian calls again. Dean and Sam run up behind them, they can see blood smeared in a trail on the ground, leading to the moving truck. On the side, written in blood, are the words “Too Late”. The wife and kids come out on the porch. “Buster!” Danny yells again, seeing the words. “Go back inside,” orders the father. “We are not the bad guys,” Dean says. “But you’re in danger.” “First things first,” Sam says. “You gotta get your family outta here.” Brian and Ted exchange glances, then look back at the bloody words.

“Okay, head to the motel I was talking about, you’ll be safe there,” Dean says as everybody follows him to the vehicles. “What are you two gonna do?” Brian asks. “Oh no,” Dean says. “Oh come on!” The tires on both vehicles are slashed. “Oh come on!” he yells again as Sam checks the trunk. “Dude, the guns are gone!” Sam yells, then looks back in the trunk. “So is the... Basically everything is gone!” “Truck’s no good!” Ted yells, running up. “Both tires slashed,” Brian says to his family. “God, a ghost messes with a man’s wheels?” Dean yells. “What’s going on... what’s going on?” Kate is saying, and then she sees a girl, standing in the trees nearby. She screams. “She’s there, she’s there!” They turn, but she’s gone. “What’s a ghost doing outside?” Dean mutters to Sam. “You wanna stay and find out?” Sam says. “Everybody inside,” Dean says finally. “Are you crazy? We need to get the Hell outta here!” Ted yells. “In what? This ghost is hunting us!” Dean yells back. “Everybody back inside, now! Move!”

“Whatever’s outside, it can’t get in this circle,” Dean says as Sam makes a circle of salt on the floor. “As long as the salt-line is unbroken, this is the safest place to be.” “Safe from ghosts,” Brian says disbelievingly. “Yes, as a matter of fact,” Dean says. “Okay. I’m not listening to this anymore. Come on. I gotta get my family outta here, let’s go,” Brian says, starting to get his family up. “Nobody’s going anywhere until we kill this thing,” Dean says firmly. “Sir, look, this is what we do. Please, just trust us,” Sam tries. “You hunt ghosts?” Danny says. “That’s right,” Dean replies. “Like Scooby Doo?” Danny says. “Better,” Dean says. Sam shows Kate the pictures they got from the caretaker, asking if the girl she saw looks like either one of them. “Her,” Kate says, pointing to one of the pictures. “She was paler, and a lot dirtier, but that was her.” “That’s the girl in the walls,” Danny agrees. The boys exchange glances. “So it’s the daughter?” Sam says. “That girl in the picture, she’s... dead?” the mother asks. “She killed herself inside this house,” Sam explains. “So what,” Dean says as the boys move away. “She got her story wrong, Rebecca wasn’t cremated?” “Unless her spirit’s just attached to something inside the house,” Sam says. “She hung herself in the attic, right?” Dean says. “You wanna baby-sit, I’ll check it out?” Sam suggests. “Look,” Ted says. “I don’t care who hung themselves where, maybe something is going on...” “It’s a spirit, man,” Dean says. “No. It’s just some back-woods hillbilly bitch, and I’m not about to just sit around here, waiting for her to go all ‘Deliverance’ on my ass,” Ted finishes. “Well nobody’s leaving the house,” Dean says. “Stop!” Ted says, and starts walking. Dean slams him against the wall. “Whoa whoa whoa,” Sam says, stopping Brian from interfering. “Listen man. I’ve got a gun. You don’t get your ass back in that circle, you’re gonna have yourself a third hole,” Dean says very quietly. He lets go and Ted goes back to the circle. Sam walks up to Dean. “Dude, you don’t have a gun,” he whispers. “And? I’m not letting that bastard or anyone else die tonight,” Dean says. “You cool?” Sam asks, giving him a look. Dean shrugs. “Go.”

“Hey, Fonzy. Question for you. This indestructible force-field made out of salt - does it have to be kosher stuff or what?” Ted says to Dean. “Knock it off, Ted,” the mother says. Dean doesn’t say anything. Suddenly they hear a creak. “What was that?” Kate says. They listen. The door in front of them slowly begins to creak open, and the girl slowly comes out. “Everybody stay calm. She’s a ghost, she can’t come in the circle,” Dean says reassuringly as the girl approaches slowly. She is very close to the circle, Dean is beginning to look a little awkward. The girl slowly lowers a knife into her hand, and then steps over the salt. “I thought you said ghosts couldn’t cross the circle?” Kate cries frantically. “They can’t, she’s not a ghost,” Dean says. “Shoot her, shoot her!” Ted yells. “Yeah, about that,” Dean begins. The girl raises the knife and begins to scream. “Go, go go!” Dean yells. They all run, Dean stays behind. He fights with the girl, who continues to scream and slash at him with the knife until suddenly Sam shines a flashlight on her. “Hey!” She screams and shields her eyes from the light, dropping the knife, and then runs.

Outside, the dad runs up to the boys. “Hey, you okay?” “Where is everybody?” Dean asks. “Hiding,” he says. “Alright, go get them. Go get them,” Dean says. “So it’s not a ghost.” “So it’s just a girl?” Sam says. “Not just a girl, it’s psycho Nell,” Dean says. “I’m telling you man... humans.” “So who is she then?” Sam wonders. “I don’t know, maybe it’s the daughter, Rebecca. Maybe she didn’t hang herself,” Dean suggests. “Dude, no, she’d have to be like fifty years old by now,” Sam reminds him. “Well I don’t know. What did you find in the attic?” Dean asks. “Uh, some old junk. I found Rebecca’s diary, that’s it.” “Alright, so we have to get this family safe. I mean it’s just a human, so they can make a run for it, we just gotta hold her off,” Dean says. The family comes up behind. “Danny, Ted, we gotta go!” calls the father. Ted runs up. “Danny? Come on!” calls the mom. “Told you it was some crazy bitch,” Ted says. “Yes you did,” Dean says, glaring. “Hey - head to town, we’ll take it from here okay?” Sam says to the father. “Danny, come on baby, we’re leaving!” the mother is still calling her son. He isn’t coming. “Brian, where is he?” she says. “Danny!” Brian calls again. The mother begins to scream again, but the father grabs her. “Suze, Suze, we will find Danny I promise.” “No,” she says. “No, take Kate and go now! While we still have a chance!” Brian says firmly. “No, not without Danny!” Suze says. “No she’s right,” Dean interrupts. “Until we find your son, the safest place for you right now is in the shed.” He points. “I am not going in there either,” Kate says. “Yes you are. It is the best defense,” Dean says firmly. “The windows are boarded up, it’s got one door, it’s our best shot right now. Trust me.” “Suze, Kate, go,” Brian says. They run to the shed. “Alright. You and me will take the outside,” Sam says, pointing to Brian, “You two take the house.” Dean and Ted head off in the other direction.

In the house, Dean checks the closet that the girl disappeared into while Ted grabs a knife for defense. “What are you doing?” he asks. “She’s human, she had to come from somewhere,” Dean says as he checks the back wall. He finds that there are loose boards, and pries them open. There is blood all around the edge. Ted pulls away, making a face. “You smell that?” “Every day,” Dean replies. He shines the flashlight inside the walls, and then they head in. Not far in, there is a hole in the floor. Dean shines the light down. “You’re not going down there,” Ted says. Dean sighs. “Well, do you want to?” He slides one leg down. “Please nobody grab my leg, please nobody grab my leg,” he mutters.

Down inside, he is scared by a bloody leg hanging from the ceiling. Shining the light around, he sees the rest of the body. “Dog,” he mutters. “Guess what’s for dinner. Danny?” “Find anything?” Ted calls. “Yeah, her kitchen,” Dean replies, moving forward. “Her what?” Ted calls. Something is watching him from the rafters above. Dean continues to move around, he finds lots of dead things, a boarded up hole, and finger-paintings in blood. Meanwhile, in the walls, Ted is moving along. He finds nothing, and goes back, only to run into the girl. She screams, and stabs him through the neck with her knife. Dean runs back to the entrance, only to see Ted’s body fall through. He jumps back, pressing himself against the wall, and stays silent.

In the shed, Sam is standing with the family. “Look. Why are we just standing here? Let’s go in, let’s check the house,” Brian says. “We have to wait for those guys to get back, okay?” Sam says gently. There’s a knock. “Sam, it’s me,” Dean says. They move the dresser that is blocking the door, and open it. Dean comes inside. “Did you get Danny?” Suze asks. Dean is silent. He looks at Sam. “No.” “No? Well... where’s Ted?” Suze asks. “He’s outside,” Dean says quietly. “Well why doesn’t he come inside?” Suze asks. Dean looks at Sam again, Sam looks back at him knowingly. “Because I had to carry him out,” Dean says finally. “I’m sorry.” He puts Ted’s flashlight on the dresser. “What does that mean, what does that mean that you’re sorry?” Suze asks, frightened. “Are you saying that he’s dead?” Brian asks. “No, he’s not saying that he’s dead, you’re not saying that are you?” Suze cries. “We were in the walls and she attacked him,” Dean says quietly. “And I couldn’t get to him in time.” Suze begins to cry. “Uncle Ted is dead?” Kate says. “I shouldn’t have left him alone,” Dean says. “I’m very sorry.” He goes back outside.

Sam is reading the diary as everyone else sits around. “We’ll find him Suze, we will,” Brian says. “Where else is there to look?” she asks. “Danny’s dead, isn’t he. Why not? She killed my brother, now she killed my son.” “No, Danny is alive,” Brian says firmly. “No, no he isn’t,” she says again. “Yes, he is. Do you remember what he said, about the girl who lived in the walls? She said he could stay,” Brian reminds her. “No, no,” she says. “I just don’t understand why this happens to us. I mean, we’re good people, we’re a good family...” “What happened to Andy happened, okay? I cannot change that. But I will find Danny, I promise you,” Brian says. “And when I do, we are gonna be fine. You, and me, the kids - we’re gonna be fine.” “Okay,” Suze says quietly.

Brian has gone outside and is watching the house. “Andy your son?” Dean asks, walking up. “Oldest,” Brian says after a moment. “He got himself killed in a car accident last year.” “I’m sorry,” Dean says. “Nearly tore Suze and I apart,” Brian says. “Still could, I imagine. That’s why we moved here. Fresh air, fresh start. Not even my line. Marriage counselor. Or she might be right. After all, what could possibly go wrong in the country?” Dean looks at him. “I’m getting your son back. If it’s the last God-forsaken thing I do.” “Why do you care so much?” Brian asks. Dean doesn’t answer. “Dean,” Sam says, walking up. He holds up the diary. “We gotta talk.”

Inside the house, Dean asks “What is that?” “Rebecca’s diary. I just finished reading it,” Sam says. “And?” Dean asks as he closes the closet door and blocks it. “That girl back there? Pretty sure she was Rebecca’s daughter,” Sam says. “Rebecca had a kid?” Dean repeats. “That’s all she talks about,” Sam says. “Being pregnant, being ashamed of being pregnant.” “Jeez, rent ‘Juno’, get over it,” Dean says. “Wait, why kill herself after the baby?” “Maybe cause her dad called her a dirty little whore, and told her he was gonna lock the baby up where no one could ever see it?” Sam suggests. “Why would he say that?” Dean asks. Sam gives him a look. Dean realizes. “Oh gross.” “Yeah.” “So the daddy was the baby daddy too,” Dean says. “Dude was a monster, Dean,” Sam says. “Humans, man!” Dean says again. “So she’s been locked up in this house her whole life?” “You saw her eyes. Has she ever seen light? She’s barely human.” “So what, she’s been caged up like an animal, and then she busts out and ganks dear old dad? Slash... granddad?” “I guess,” Sam says. “Well, can’t say I blame her,” Dean says. “I’m sure her life was hell Dean, that doesn’t mean she gets a free pass for a murder spree,” Sam rebukes. “Like you know what hell’s like,” Dean says. “I didn’t...” Sam begins. “Forget it,” Dean cuts in. “So where do we find her?” Sam says. “The kid’s gotta eat, right?” Dean says after a bit. “What?” Sam asks. “He kept her hidden. Locked up. But he had to feed her,” Dean goes on. “Didn’t he?” “I guess,” Sam says again. “I think I know where,” Dean says.

Somewhere dark, Danny is tied up and gagged. He sits up, struggling, but can’t get away. He yells, but can’t make much noise. Suddenly, he sees the girl appear. She crawls over, smiling, then holds up a rat by its tail. Danny goes on yelling. She looks upset, takes the rat and kills it, then begins to eat it as Danny yells.

Upstairs, Dean is breaking in the plaster that covers the dumbwaiter hole. “He kept her hidden down here for years,” Sam is saying to Brian, who has come in the house. “Nobody would ever know.” Dean finally gets through, Sam shines down the light. “Danny!” “Watch out, I’m going in,” Dean says. “That’s my son!” Brian begins. “I know it is. But I said that I would get him. I will. Let me,” Dean says firmly. He leans into the hole, noticing fingernail scratches on the wood. He climbs in. “You got curtains?” Sam says to Brian. “We need rope.”

In the shed, Suze is hugging her daughter. “It’s okay,” she’s saying quietly. Suddenly, the window behind her is smashed. They scream.

In the hole, Dean finds their guns, all over the place. “Danny?” he calls, after picking some of them up. “Danny!” Suddenly, he hears Danny’s mumbled yells. He spots a hole in the bricks, and sees Danny, tied up. He takes a knife and cuts the ropes. “Your dad’s upstairs, come on,” he says as Danny climbs out. “Hurry, he’s coming back!” Danny says. “He?” Dean says. “Her brother!” Danny says urgently. A second later, someone throws themselves on Dean.

In the shed, the Kate and Suze are watching the broken window. Suddenly, a knife comes through the wall behind them.

The brother is fighting with Dean, and Danny runs to where the rope of curtains is being lowered down. Sam and Brian pull him up.

Suze and Kate watch in horror as the shed wall starts to move. Suze moves forward and shoves a rake against it, trying to hold it back.

In the house, they pull Danny out of the hole and his dad hugs him. “You okay? It’s okay.” “Get him outta here. You gotta go,” Sam says. He leans in the hole and looks down. “Dean?”

Dean and the brother are still fighting. The boy gets the upper hand, but Dean grabs a flashlight and shines it in his face, making him back up. Just as the boy jumps back at him, knife in hand, Dean manages to grab his gun and shoots the boy, twice. Sam drops down nearby, and moves forward. Dean looks away from the dead boy, squeezing his eyes shut.

The girl finally manages to knock down the wall, and the mother is thrown backwards. Just as the girl is raising the knife to kill Suze, she is dragged back out of the shed. The two women listen in shock as they hear her screaming outside, then silence. There is a knock at the door, and they scream. “Suze?” Its Brian. They move the dresser quickly and open the door. Brian is outside, a bloody knife in his hand.

The boys come out of the house, and see Kate crying, while her mother and brother sit next to her. Brian is standing a little ways away, staring at something. The boys move forward, and see the girl, lying dead in the grass.

Sam is loading the trunk again, while Dean is changing the tires. “Thanks for the head start,” Dean says as Suze and Brian walk up. “Well it doesn’t surprise me you guys don’t like the police,” Brian says. Sam smirks. “Sort of a mutual appreciation sorta thing, really.” They all shake hands, and Brian and his wife say thank you. “You okay?” Dean asks. “No,” Suze says. “We’re the opposite of okay, but... we’re together.” Brian takes her hand. “Thanks,” she says again.

Later, under a bridge, the boys relax. Sam hands Dean a hamburger, and he unwraps it, but then sets it aside uneaten. “You okay?” Sam asks him, looking surprised. “You know, I felt for those sons of bitches back there,” Dean admits. “Life-long torture turns you into something like that?” Sam looks at him. “You were in Hell, Dean. Look, maybe you did what you did there, but you’re not them. They were barely human.” “You’re right,” Dean says. “I wasn’t like them. I was worse.” Sam raises his eyes to the sky, ready to fight. “They were animals, Sam, defending territory. Me? I did it for the sheer pleasure.” “What?” Sam says. “I enjoyed it, Sam,” Dean says. “They took me off the rack and I tortured souls and I liked it. All those years - all that pain - finally getting to deal some out yourself? I didn’t care who they put in front of me. Because - that pain I felt? It just slipped away. No matter how many people I save - I can’t change that. I can’t fill this hole. Not ever.” Sam watches him silently.

Synopsis by Deanandhisimpala