Sunday evening, somewhere in the dungeons...They weren't kidding when they'd told Sam that the school was riddled with secret passages, and once they'd found one, it was easy to figure out how to find the rest. He and Dean had spent the better part of the afternoon flipping tapestries and molesting statuary to see if they'd shift out of the way,
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"I say... statue," he offered, nudging Sam with his elbow as they fast-approached the end. "Last one was a bookshelf. How many fuckin' bookshelves can this friggin' place have?"
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Sam gave him the 'oh please' look. "Have you seen how many books there are around here, man?"
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Sam paused and elbowed Dean. "I could maybe try. Those last two would be a bitch, though."
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"You cannot read nine billion books," he retorted, prodding Sam back. The end of the hall was about five feet away. "Your eyes would explode." The end.
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