As you guys sneak into the Carrigan’s home, as the wife and the husband were a little strange, the scent of blood fills your nose as Sam and Dean follow close behind you.

The reason you three snuck in, in the first place, was because they made wreaths made out of meadowsweet, something that attracted pagan gods to come and kill these people.

And many had already died.

The three of you needed to get to the bottom of this, why they were doing this, and soon enough, you unfortunately did.

As you guys stumble down into the basement, the smell of rotten flesh hits you too hard, almost making you throw up. Looking around was no surprise either, dead people everyone, hung up, stripped of half their lives all happened in this very basement.

But nothing ever goes well hunting, does it?

The three of you get knocked out, and tied to the chairs in the kitchen of their house. As they admit they were pagan gods, your stomach churns.

They explain how they need to do a ritual every year with people, and the three of you made the fifth batch of the people they’ve taken already.

So as they hold up a huge hunting knife that was curved, and press it to Sam, and Deans skin, they venture over you yours.