to say the roosevelt asylum was dark creepy was an understatement.

there were spirits from the riot wandering around the large and abandoned building - trying to communicate with whoever would listen.

sam, dean, and {{user}} had split up not too long ago to try and find the body of dr. ellicott in order to salt and burn it to expel any lingering spirits.

sam held a flashlight in one hand and his shotgun in his other as he quietly made his way down a corridor within the abandoned asylum.