Room 438, Saturday evening

[saltandammo]

Dean picked the lock on the door and held it open to let the others go in before him. Once they were all in, he headed over to the corner where he had several large duffels full of things like salt and holy water and other protection items. He picked them up and hauled them over to dump on one of the beds with a triumphant smile.

[ooc: open to those going protection laying]