Journal of John Winchester (Supernatural)

November 29

Finger prints . We're gone from Elgin. Where to, I don't know. Wherever I can learn what happened to Mary, and kill whoever did it. The hunters are out there. One of them must know something about what happened to her. I'll head back to the roadhouse first. Bill and Ellen will let us stay for a while. After that, who knows? Never been much for books, but then I never was much for keeping a journal, either. Things have changed. I started looking for old books like Fletcher has, like I saw some of the hunters reading at the roadhouse. I need to learn. Know your enemy. And I started digging around libraries. I'm collecting old police files, going through microfiche . . . looking for any fires, arsons, with similar MOs to our fire. I'm gonna find this thing that killed my wife, and when I do . . . God forgive me...