September 21st excerpt:
“Dean?” Sam whispered, half greeting and half question.
“I can take care of myself, y’know,” Dean griped, taking a step back as the shadows moved with him. “I don’t need a nanny to go through the walls!”
“We shouldn’t split up here,” Sam answered. “We need to stick together. There could be anything in the walls here, and with nothing to do with the case.”