The door to the motel room opened and shut with a click, the older Winchester brother walking in to see Sam on his laptop. He made his way to his bed and sat on the end, glancing at what his brother was looking at. "What're you doing? I told you to get some rest."
"I told you before I was fine. While you were out I figured I would do some research on that sprite girl."
"Not really... It doesn't make sense, either. It seemed like she was pretty familiar with the area, though, so I doubt she just showed up. But there's still nothing about Sprites that pertains to her. I even asked some of the locals about any legends and they didn't know anything." Sam rubbed the back of his neck and sighed, feeling worn out already. It was only 8:16, though. "What about you? Any luck trailing that guy?"
"No, he disappeared about two blocks away. He was just walking around, too. I couldn't see the girl--he must have shoved her in a pocket or something, but he suddenly disappeared just outside town."
"He disappeared? No doors, no buildings--just gone?"
"Yeah, it was crazy. I checked the area, but I couldn't find anything. I figure we can go check it again a bit later." Dean said, taking off his boots and lying down. "I'm gonna hit the hay for a bit. Wake me in an hour."
Sam knit his brows in thought, turning back to his laptop and typing in a new search.
"Dean. Hey, Dean, wake up!" came Sam's voice, accompanied by a small object being tossed at him, smelling heavily of beef. The blonde opened his eyes to look at his brother before unwrapping the burger.
"What time is it?"
"About nine twenty. You said you wanted to check that spot where our mystery guy disappeared, right?"
"Yeah... Where did you get this burger?"
"Fast-food place down the road, why?"
"It tastes like shit."
The Impala pulled up just outside the town, two blocks from the motel the Winchesters were staying in. Dean and Sam stepped out of the car to look around, walking to the end of the sidewalk. Dean pointed out the exact spot where the man had disappeared and Sam moved to stand there.
"You think its an illusion?" Sam asked, scanning the space in front of him.
"Or maybe we've got a teleporting freak." Dean offered. "I don't know. But he was there one second and gone the next step."
"The next step?" Sam echoed. "Sounds like an illusion." The younger brother took a step forward out of curiosity...
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