September 22nd excerpt:
“D’you know which direction they’d have gone? Maybe a section of wall I could knock on or something?”
“They’re, ahh…” Dean scanned the walls, remembering what side the room was on when he was running through the dark. There had been a few turns, and Sam had gone in the opposite direction back…
Then he remembered he didn’t have to remember where they’d gone and bother with mapping out the innards of the house. He knew where they were at this very second.