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A young woman sat silently in a back corner of some 'good ole boy' diner as she slowly picked at a piece of pie while carefully studying the map sprawled out before her comparing it to a smaller brochure. The more she looked between them the more excited the look in her hidden eyes became. This was her chance to prove to her brothers that she knew what she was doing and that she could be beneficial to the team.
"I knew it!" She whispered to herself as she gave herself a fist pump. She glanced around not removing her hood, making sure that no one had noticed her small out burst. Satisfied that no one was watching her, she pulled out a small recorder to document her discovery. "The lead I have been following turns out to be real." She said into the small device smiling. "Disney managed to hide the bloody thing in the middle of the Emerald Isle in North Carolina for about 20 years." She was practically dancing as she began to pack up her things. This could be huge as my debut into the world of the supernatural. How much bigger could a Winchester go?! Disney, the multi national mass media company, has tons of thriving parks but has abandoned more than people realize. The first is in the Caribbean, Discovery Island was a resort that was opened in the mid-1970s and closed in the late 90s. Reasons are unclear between the speculations of the locals and the official statements from Disney. The second was called River Country, it was the first water park at the Walt Disney Resort and very popular and profitable for the company but was closed after multiple deaths. In the 1980s a boy died there after an amoeba that breeds in fresh water got into his system and attacked his brain and nervous system. Less than 10 years later at least two boys drowned at the park, which continued to operate until 2001 when the attacks on New York caused travel to lessen and the park could not afford to stay open. Both of these closures have resulted in rather terrifying ghost towns. What is I told you there is a third abandoned park has been located and now we find that they have been trying to cover it up because something terrifying lives there." She sounded so victorious.
She quickly scarfed down the last bite of pie before paying the tab as she took the map in her hand and threw her backpack over her shoulder. "Mowgli's Palace here we come!" She said hurrying out. She had no time to waste, the idiots would notice before too long that she had slipped out. She could have sworn when she exited the building that the men at a far table had looked familiar but she couldn't risk getting a good look at them. She patted the black Kia Forte she had stolen for this hunt when she walked up to it and smiled before climbing in and pulling out of the parking lot. She failed to notice the black Chevy in the back of the lot.
Once the young woman was on the highway and could set her cruise control, she was able to start up her recorder again. "So this place has been a pain to look for. Disney has really covered their tracks with this one. I was unable to find any websites, reviews, or disgruntled employee whining about it on any form or media. Disney is very powerful if they can make an entire park disappear like it never existed. After some digging through family archives though I was able to locate a brochure that Disney sent out in the 90s for promotional use. Can you imagine the way the xenophobic civilians reacted to the thought of loin cloth clad men and women in their backyards?" She asked trying to not laugh at the thought of the angry town meeting this would have caused. "It probably didn't go over well. I want to give a very special thank you to my anonymous informant. If it hadn't been for them I would have never ever heard of the place and I wouldn't be this close to a major discovery. Nobody around me in this community has ever mentioned it." For a minute she fell silent thinking about something. "From here on out, I need to be very careful on this investigation. There have been rumors circulating that anyone that tried too hard to locate Disney secrets have been followed and harassed by creepy people before vanishing entirely. It is possible that the rumor is just a scare tactic but I should watch my back just to be safe..." She stopped the recording again and began to sing along with the radio as she continued to drive, following the map to the spot that would make the most sense for hiding an entire park.
After what felt like hours, the car turned up a dirt drive that has barely been visible thanks to the brush. Instantly the girl grew silent as her heart began to race in anticipation and fear. Her eyes darted around her surrounds paranoid as every nerve in her body screamed that she shouldn't be there. Swallowing down that feeling as best she could, the woman carefully maneuvered around the overgrowth of tropical and local plant life that were now fighting for dominance and stopped the car near the monolithic gates of the resort as she climbed out, her camera in her hand. Snapping a few photos of the spray painted 'Abandoned by Disney' sign attached to the wooden structure, she tried to steal herself away. "I can't believe it's real." She said breathlessly as she held the map close to her chest staring at the monstrous entryway. Made of a vibrant blood red wood, it seemed to have withstood the test of time.
She quickly went to the truck of the car grabbing her equipment: a pistol with several salt rounds, a flashlight, and a video camera. Once she was ready she took a tarp and covered the car with it. Turning the camera on she pointed it at herself. "[Y/N] Winchester, case A1, Mowgli's Palace. After receiving an anonymous tip of a paranormal hot spot abandoned by Disney, I began an extensive search and now find myself standing at the gates." Looking determined she nodded and turned the camera around before silently slipping through the opening in the gate without even a glance behind her.
Walking up the dirty road, [Y/N] kept an eye on her surroundings as she periodically stole a glance at the makeshift map that was printed on the brochure. It appeared this place was pretty large, it wasn't just a park it was more like a tropical oasis. There were several buildings on the premises: a reptile house, thought to still house a few of the exotic specimens, and bird sanctuary were somewhere on the many acres of land along side a golf course, and different rides that recreated key locations from the animated film. The main focus of her investigation was the 500 room resort shaped like an Indian palace.
After walking for a while she came across the massive and desolate parking lot leading to the ticket gates to the park. Walking a parking lot like this would take at least 15 minutes unless she wanted to jog or run, weighing the possibility of something supernatural being in the building she didn't want to risk any energy running now.
When she finally reached the long row of ticket gates, [Y/N] couldn't stop herself from smiling. "To bad the bare necessities didn't help you here, huh Baloo?" She asked the vine ensnared statue in the courtyard. "This place is just plain creepy..." A shiver ran up her spin as she gave the camera a 360 view around the parking lot before climbing under one of the rotating barricades. "And we are in." She was beginning to think she was just talking out loud to fill the void and try to calm her nerves.
To her left she found what would have at one time been a highly decorated main entrance to the resort. The front doors weren't just open, they had been removed from the hinges and taken, for who knows what purpose. Whether they had original been keeping everyone out or trying to keep some darker entity in, there was no barrier left. "I have a really bad feeling about this." [Y/N] said zooming in on another 'Abandoned by Disney' sign.
Entered the building, to put it plainly was very disappointing. The interior was stark bare. Looters had been so desperate to try to make a profit on this place that it didn't matter if it had been bolted down. If the could be carried, it had been removed, down to the nuts and bolts. There was nothing in here to show it had once belonged to the movie mogul.
[Y/N] traversed the first floor making sure she didn't neglect to rummage through every inch of the building. She sighed when she made her way back to the foyer and leaned against the wall running her hand over her face disappointed. She hadn't found anything good and the whole trip had been a bust. "I had really hoped this would be something good. I just wanted them to realize I could be a hunter too." Sure, she hadn't even expected to find anything here, so she wasn't exactly leaving empty handed but it wasn't enough. As she forced herself to stand straight to leave, the beam of light from her flashlight pointed off to the corner, revealing a staircase leading down below the ground level to a metal door with a sign reading 'Mascots Only! Thank You!' zip tied to it. "Jackpot!" She said excited, feeling herself getting a bit optimistic now. She didn't even notice that she was now grinning like an idiot.
As she approached the top of the stairs she saw, to her relief, the door wasn't missing. Most likely that meant the vandals either hadn't made it this far or were deterred by something. Even if she didn't find the creature that her informant had implied was in here down there, there might still be some pretty creepy stuff hidden in the darkness. Carefully, [Y/N] pushed the door open, surprised when it didn't squeak or groan and stepped inside the hallway, making sure to leave the door wide open in case she needed to make a hasty retreat. The Mascots-Only area was a welcome change from the rest of the building; some of the fluorescent light bulbs overhead still flickered and buzzed above her though the power should have been cut off years ago. In the different side rooms were tables with notepads and pens left abandoned and chairs were knocked over as if their occupants had left in a hurry.
"Damn... It's like silent hill up in this bitch." [Y/N] tried to joke as she broke the suddenly uncomfortable silence. "If Pyramid Head pops up at the end of the hallway, I am going to run out of here screaming." Walking over the floor resulted in a disgusting squishy, suctioned sound, much to her dismay. The blanket of mold and stagnant water gave the area a repulsive smell, causing [Y/N] to gag. Through the tears that were forming in her eyes from the overwhelming assault on her senses, she noted that whoever had been in here before her had left noticeable foot prints.
When she reached the door located on the far end of the hall opposite the stairs labeled 'Character Prep 1' [Y/N] stopped and held her breath and looked at the ceiling above her, trailing in the direction she had come from. She could have sworn she heard footsteps coming from the foyer. Looking back at the door she made the decision that it was the safest place she was going to find in a dead end basement. Trying the door yielded no result, either locked or jammed, it wasn't going to budge. "I am trapped...." She whispered turning the camera to face her. "Sam, Dean... If this happens to be a psycho and you find this, please know that I love you. I just wanted to be able to help you guys." She gave a sad kind of smile before setting the camera down where they could find it. She turned in differed directions before deciding to try to hide in a nearby room. Maybe they would think that she had locked herself in the other room and leave her be.
As she began to step away from the door a chill ran up her spine. Hearing a faint pop and the creaking of the door [Y/N] spun around to watch the door opening slightly. Something compelled her to enter the room though every muscle in her body begged her to run.
Shining her flashlight into the room and slowly entering, [Y/N] failed to pick up her camera. In a way it was her subconscious wanted to be sure that her brothers would know her last message to them if it came down to that. As her eyes adjusted to the pitch black around her, the lights overhead began buzzing, flashing to life. Covering her eyes with her arms, [Y/N] suppressed a scream of shock and bit back tears as the sound of the a lock engaging sounded behind her. It felt like someone was messing with her and she really wanted to see her two idiot brothers. Trembling, she slowly looked around the room. It looked like one would expect with costumes lining the wall. The themed costumes for the park were in the back with names on the hangers and the mascot costumes lined the sides. "It's a set up." [Y/N] whispered to herself. "This was a set up from the beginning."Her eyes were currently glued to the floor close to the right wall. Laying near a fallen Donald Duck head was a skull. "I am not supposed to be in here. That door was locked for good reason."
There was a noise resonating from the center of the room and turning her eyes fell on a photo negative Mickey Mouse costume that looked like it was supposed to be part of a crime scene. "What the-"
The lights suddenly went out and the poor girl couldn't stop herself from screaming this time as her flashlight clattering to the floor. She could hear distant shouts and running but nothing registered to her as the room began to spin. The temperature dropped and instinctively she felt her body moving to the door way. In the light of her fallen flashlight she saw a sight that made her already numb body completely freeze.
The photo negative Mickey that had been laying in the center of the floor sat up, then stood up looking directly at her, its smile twisted and demented as it took a step towards her. She could hear crunching coming from the suit as it force itself to creep towards her but she couldn't move, couldn't run, she just stood there paralyzed.
"Hey," It whispered in a perfectly executed Mickey Mouse voice. "Wanna see my head come off?"
Unable to do anything but stare, [Y/N] watched as the the mascot began clawing away at his neck impatiently, and as it did, blood began pouring out. The girl felt dizzy and light headed as struggled to stay on her feet, she was going to die in here.
"SAMMY!" [Y?N] heard a familiar voice behind her as the door was forced open.
She wasn't sure though if it was the gunshots that forced her to finally move or if it was the inhuman shriek from that thing. But the next thing she knew, she was dragging herself back down the hall as both of her brothers began firing at the creature keeping it pinned in the room as she ran. She didn't get far before she tripped and fell, her legs like jelly.
"No! [Y/N], get up! Get up!" Dean yelled at her. She jumped when she noticed a trench coat fill her vision and without a word to anyone, he just picked [Y/N] up, hurrying to the stairs.
Dean looked over his shoulder and noticed them ascending the stairs, "Time to go." He called over to his brother. "Sammy!" He yelled again and almost instantly the pair had slammed the the door shut before running to catch up.
As they ran out [Y/N] noticed one final message carved into the metal of the doorway by the stairs, 'Abandoned by God'. That was when she realized just how lucky she had been that her brothers had shown up when they did. She could have just died.
"What the Hell were you thinking?" Dean yelled once they reached the cars. "I told you to stay at the bunker." He was fuming as he paced in front of the group.
[Y/N] was still ghostly pale but she was on the mend. Castiel was now stuck to her side like glue. "I just wanted to be able to help you guys. I can't handle being stuck at the bunker while you are out risking your lives to help people. So... When I got a tip about this place, I got excited. I figured if it was anything, it would be like that abandoned park in the Caribbean." [Y/N] grabbed her phone and dialed her voicemail. "Here, you listen to it." She said softly before playing the voicemail. The recording she played however, was not the one that had been left almost a month ago.
"Hello darling. If you are hearing this lovely recording, it means you survived your first hunt. Squirrel, Moose try to take it easy on her, she worked hard to get this far. I have hell to run now, you boys be good and next time you see me, a thank you will be in order." Than the voicemail stopped.
"What the..." The poor, confused girl looked between the three men. "That wasn't it..."
"Crowley..." Dean growled as Sam ran his fingers through his hair.
"He planned this Dean. He wanted to lead her here... And what? He planned to make her a hunter too?" Sam asked.
"Can we just go home? I am tired." [Y/N] said climbing into the back seat of the Impala smiling when Castiel joined her. She slowly rested her head on his shoulder and closed her eyes. Now that the adrenaline had worn off she was exhausted.
"Yeah... Thanks Crowley." Dean said angrily as he climbed in and drove off. His sister could have died, he was going to end that bastard.