𝐇𝐮𝐧𝐭𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐬 𝐨𝐟 𝐖𝐢𝐧𝐜𝐡𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐬 > 𝐒𝐮𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐧𝐚𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐚𝐥 {𝟏}

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All of the sudden in the middle of the field, a detector was squealing the area. Trio shared looks with each other. "Here." Dean picked up the shovel in his hands and began digging furiously as Sam and Karina looked around the surroundings.

After Dean finished digging, Sam and Dean began digging more with their hands, feeling the metal coverage along with the dirt. They all saw the metal door hatch on each side, then they both pulled the door wide open.

Trio looked closely below, seeing the footsteps of the ladder all the way down.

Karina dropped the bag on the ground and began pulling up hers and their weapons of choice. Iron-throwing knives and shotguns with bullets of salt. Karina grabbed the flashlights, passed for each of them, and began the position to herself by climbing down the stairs.

With a flashlight in her hand, the light guided her down one step at a time. Dean followed Karina's steps with his shotgun, then Sam followed Dean down into the darkness.

As they all disappeared into the darkness, they all crawled down the tunnels of the sewers on their elbows and knees. Karina was taking a lead as she memorized the directions of the sewers, then followed the Winchesters behind her. While one of them was enjoying every minute of it.

The sight of Karina's ass was entertaining to one sly man behind her. Dean Winchester. He was chucking quietly as he was smirking as his flashlight was the spotlight. "Well... perhaps there is light in the tunnel... " He shared a side look on Sam behind him as he gave him a pointed look.

As soon as Dean returned his position, Karina kicked him in the face. Dean reacted as he groaned in pain on his left cheek due to the heel of her boots. He closed his eyes as he rubbed his face. Karina began crawling as she said her words, sarcastically. "Sorry, I slipped." Dean glared at Karina's back as he still groaned quietly in pain. Sam behind Dean's back was looking over Karina's crawling as he smiled softly. He shook his head down as he quietly laughed at himself.

He followed them as his face remained smiling.

Jo Harville was screaming in horror as the spirit of Holmes covered his hand over her mouth. Gagging her with closed eyes, effects of chloroform. Until Dean's shout stopped him, "HEY!!"

Sam and Dean fired their guns into Holme's chest through the gated door. Spirit went flying backward and disappeared into existence. Karina opened the door, letting themselves into the room with compartments. Dean was shouting Jo's name, already knowing that she was still breathing and okay. Dean was busy opening Jo's compartment, and Sam was saving one of the blonde victim's compartments, Theresa. Karina was examining with her flashlight, seeing the skeleton parts along with a few parts of blonde hair.

After Jo let herself out with Dean's help, he began to check on her. "You all right?"

"Been better. Let's get the hell out of here before he comes back." Karina stood up, sharing a look with Sam who was hugging a terrified girl in his arms. She looked at Dean and Jo together.

"Actually, I don't think you're leaving here just yet."

"What?"

"Remember when I said you being bait was a bad plan?" Jo waited for Dean's upcoming response. "Now it's kind of the only one we got." He turned to Sam and Karina as they gave both of them a knowing look.

After Karina guided Teresa out of the tunnels, she gave her a simple farewell and advised her of going to a therapist. She meant every word. Jo's wish got what she wanted, being bait to the spirit. The one thing that changed was spirit never got what he desperately needed.

A simple circle of salt. Trapping the spirit's screaming just like his victims before. Vengeance.

"SCREAM ALL YOU WANT, YOU DICK, BUT THERE'S NO WAY YOU'RE STEPPING OVER THAT SALT!!"