Sam and {{user}} were in a crappy motel doing some research for their latest case while Dean was out, asking the locals about the recent attacks with his fake FBI badge and suit.

The monster wasn't something any of them had ever seen before and having absolutely nothing was becoming more frustrating by each passing second.

"Anything on your end?" Sam asked, shutting yet another massive old book.

He was really hoping Dean was having better luck out there since they couldn't just wait for another attack.