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Field after field of seemingly nothing- and the occasional cow or hay roll- passed by the windows of the big black truck as the Fab Five made their way into northern Kansas. They most certainly were not in Atlanta any more. It was rare the Five ever ventured out of Georgia, but apparently this had been a pressing case.
“Who is our hero this week, Bobby? He or she must certainly be worth us driving all this way?” Tan asked from the backseat, leaning forward with interest.
“Well, his name is Dean Winchester. He’s forty-one, he’s an Aquarius, he’s single, and he was nominated by his brother, Sam. Dean doesn’t know we’re coming. Sam wanted to surprise him. Apparently, Dean has his eye on a special someone and Sam is hoping to help them find each other. According to Sam, Dean doesn’t really believe in makeover shows. He also has a lot of machismo that Sam sees right through. He’s hoping that we can break through that to get to the Dean that Sam knows and loves.”
“Aww, that’s so sweet! I love that,” Jonathan exclaimed, leaning forward to look at the tablet. “Oh. My.
God
. He’s gorgeous. Look at that hair!”
“Well, that’s Sam, actually,” Bobby corrected him, zooming in on Dean in the photo of the two brothers together. “This is Dean.”
“Okay! Not bad,” Antoni agreed. “Kind of rugged. This should be easy.”
Oh, Antoni. If you only knew what awaited you.
They pulled up to the GPS pinpoint they were given and were collectively confused when no apartment or house was anywhere to be found. There were trees and a lot of gravel and a railing and something that looked like the cover to an old sewer tunnel.
“Uhh… Are you sure we’re in the right place,” Karamo asked, putting the vehicle in park.
Bobby nodded. “Yeah, this is the pinpoint Sam sent. He said ‘take the stairs and knock’.”
Karamo leaned forward and scanned the area outside the windshield. “Uhhh. What stairs?”
Bobby unbuckled his seatbelt and got out. “Let’s go find out.” He closed the door behind him, leaving the other four to follow.
“Um. Does anyone else get like crazy Friday the Thirteenth/My Bloody Valentine vibes or is that just me,” Jonathan worried, following the rest and keeping an eye on his surroundings.
The crew’s van pulled up behind them, and the producer quickly got out of the car to stop them from going further. “Guys, this can’t be the right spot.” She insisted. “And I am not about to let Netflix’s sweethearts get murdered by some crazy people.” The producer crossed her arms and looked at them.
“Come on. We won’t be murdered. This place looks strange, but we aren’t exactly the most normal people either, right?” Karamo pointed out with a raised eyebrow. “I’m sure it will be just fine.” He led the way towards the door. He knocked on it, then realized it was open. Once it opened, it led into a very small hallway where another door greeted them. Hopefully this was the door Sam had described. Despite Karamo’s confidence before, he hesitated to knock on this second door.
Jonathan decided it was taking too long, so he knocked on the metal door hard. The sound of the echoing door had the Five holding their breath in anticipation, waiting for someone to answer.