September 20th excerpt:

Sam brushed his hand along the wallpaper until he found where the edge sealed to the wall. A corner was curling up from the floor, a handprint clearly visible to Sam’s dark-trained eyes. Dean. So he had found his way into the wall. Hopefully this meant he didn’t know how much Sam had told the others. Dean didn’t need anything else weighing down his shoulders. There was only so much one person could take before collapsing.

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