“So what are آپ thinking?” Sam asked Dean as they headed round a سٹریٹ, گلی corner, because, as stubbornly as Sam had to admit it, he had no clues, and, dare he say it, a little thrown.
Dean seemed to have an idea یا so, however. “Well, if we are dealing with multiple possessions, we could have a serious demon problem in town. If it’s the same one, than we could be alright. We could find the sucker and kill it.”
“That’s easy to find out,” Sam answered, and flicked through the papers on causes and times of deaths of the victims. The noise of a hurried flicking of pages was soon...
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