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So I looked it up, before I watched the episode, and I discovered that it was what was scratched on a tree when people got back to Roanoke Island and found it deserted. (And I went OH THAT'S WHY IT'S FAMILIAR because I remember learning that in third grade.)
And it's the episode name. OH I BET I BET THEY'RE GOING TO SAY THAT'S WHAT WIPED THE COLONY OUT. Or maybe it has NOTHING AT ALL to do with that. But I like my theory.
Oooh. Nice, Dean.
Creeeeeepy.
Well, to Dean's credit, the only reason I know about Roanoke and the lost colony is because I went to school for a while in NC. But now I am fascinated.
DEMON PLAGUE, Sam.
He's walking for bars! *does that all the time* ... oh, shit, now I'm really creeped out.
... WHAT THE HELL.
Yeah, he's right, and this is NOT VERY ENCOURAGING.
Also now I realize my theory? Not very awesome or psychic. And hey, he's cute. Why is his eyebrow cocked? Oh, his name's Jake. Prettyful Jake. Uh-oh. ... huh. Hmmmmm. That's not suspicious, NOT AT ALL. Or, like Dean said, CREEPY.
Hurrah for overusing caps. And the word "creepy".
... oh WHAT THE AUGH
*shrieks*
Nice shots, Dean.
Oooh, he was tracking him there. <3. And he's so careful with her!
IN THE TRUNK AHAHAHAHA.
Yeah, your hands are occupied.
That's because they've been YES EXACTLY DEMON PLAGUE.
Yeah, exactly, Dean. You're right! I think.
Oh don't do this now, you two.
Dean, Dean, Dean. You're not going to make it out of town. You know that, right?
... eurgh.
That's certainly old-looking, right there.
(Side note: I am so happy that Sam has started parting his hair. He looks a thousand times better.)
SEE EXACTLY. DEMON PLAGUE.
Because it's a demon plague. (I can't spell that word.)
Because it is sulfur.
Oshitz. I bet they've been quarantined -- oh, yup, they have, there's pretty bastard Jake right there!
... yeah, no shit.
No, Dean, don't do that. Bad idea. AHAHAHA I LOVE YOU DEAN.
NOT THE CAR!
Oh no.
Yuuup.
AHAHAHA BEST EXCHANGE EVER.
... "you got a neighbor named Mr. Rogers?"
Ooh, he's got two guns. He's kinda cool.
*snort*
And there help is! Recognizable much?
Oooooh pestilence demon. *even more fascinated*
I like how the guy completely ignores how they're calling each other different names now. Ah well. Crisis situation!
Oh, god, Dean. I want to hug you so badly right now.
Yeesh.
Yeah, I'd worry about him if I were Sam too.
Yay for smart!Sam! *beams*
Potassium chlorate is very much essplosive. Or can be. *proud*
... oh, honey. OH NO OH NO OH NO. *cries* He's not putting up a fight, at least.
It's not happening yet anyway because they're not where they were in his dream. *firm nod*
Oh, no, don't do this now, boys.
OH GOD.
*breathes*
And all she wants to do is, all she wants to do is dance! *sings*
In a lot of ways, Dean. In a lot of ways.
OSHITZ. She did get some on her.
NO NO NO NO NO.
... no no no no no.
nononononononononono
Heh. Well. She took that well.
... uh.
HURRAH.
Because you're a miracle child, Sam? I don't -- what.
... I bet they did melt. Huh.
He's immune because he's part of that 0.1% of the population that might fight back once Randall Flagg shows up, that's why.
Oooosh. Maybe this Meg won't be so incredibly annoying.
Tests?
*snickers*
You're not going to get him to give up, Dean.
... twenty seconds left. TALK DAMMIT.
NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO.