"There are many people who will disagree with you," Dean joked.

The floor held but definitely creaked when walking on it. Clearly the joists below had not rotted away. A horrible odor wafted up from inside the house and Dean made a face.

"Yep. Definitely a raw head," he said quietly and began looking around the living room. There was a closet by the entrance that he opened slowly but the only thing inside was old coats.