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single_man_tear) wrote2024-04-03 09:09 am
single_man_tear) wrote2024-04-03 09:09 am
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Wednesday - Late Evening: Blissful Breeze Deluxe Motel, Palmer Falls, Virginia
Dean set out for his "case" early Wednesday morning and arrived in Palmer Falls mid morning. He wore a suit and pretended to be FBI Special Agent Billy Gibbons when visiting the sheriff and coroner's office.
Turns out the case was pretty cut and dry. Millennial couple had moved into an old haunted building where a man was murdered over 100 years ago. The couple started to renovate to make the place a bed and breakfast only for them and a contractor to get attacked by the ghost and froze to death.
The local legend was easy enough to learn at the sheriff's office and was easily corroborated just by having lunch at the local diner which had a gossipy waitress.
Finding the body wasn't hard as it was buried in the family plot which was just behind the building.
So Dean checked into the "Blissful Breeze Deluxe Motel" which was anything but blissful or deluxe and waited until night fall. He found the marked grave, dug it up, salted the bones and had just enough time to throw gas and start a fire just as the ghost started to make a run at him. The spirit didn't even get close to him.
Yep. Just your average supernatural milk run.
So now Dean was back at the motel. No wifi. Basic cable. Bad decor. All he had was a six pack of cheap beer and HGTV for entertainment.
This was not the first hunt he'd ever gone on alone. Not by a long shot.
Somehow he thought his first hunt since coming back would be a bit more exciting.
Instead it just felt lonely. And he can't help but think about how much he misses Sam.
[NFB. Open for phone calls, texts, whatever]
Turns out the case was pretty cut and dry. Millennial couple had moved into an old haunted building where a man was murdered over 100 years ago. The couple started to renovate to make the place a bed and breakfast only for them and a contractor to get attacked by the ghost and froze to death.
The local legend was easy enough to learn at the sheriff's office and was easily corroborated just by having lunch at the local diner which had a gossipy waitress.
Finding the body wasn't hard as it was buried in the family plot which was just behind the building.
So Dean checked into the "Blissful Breeze Deluxe Motel" which was anything but blissful or deluxe and waited until night fall. He found the marked grave, dug it up, salted the bones and had just enough time to throw gas and start a fire just as the ghost started to make a run at him. The spirit didn't even get close to him.
Yep. Just your average supernatural milk run.
So now Dean was back at the motel. No wifi. Basic cable. Bad decor. All he had was a six pack of cheap beer and HGTV for entertainment.
This was not the first hunt he'd ever gone on alone. Not by a long shot.
Somehow he thought his first hunt since coming back would be a bit more exciting.
Instead it just felt lonely. And he can't help but think about how much he misses Sam.
[NFB. Open for phone calls, texts, whatever]