Are you digest from Winchester withdrawal ? We are , too . It feels like eon since Supernatural ’s been on video . To aid tide you over until the tumble TV time of year start , here ’s an exclusive extract from the brand name fresh Supernatural novel , which tells about a previously untold adventure of the Winchesters during season seven .
Here ’s the prescribed precis forSupernatural : Rite of Passage by John Passarella , which just came out from Titan Books :
Laurel Hill , New Jersey , is begin to expect like one of the unluckiest places on Earth when an step up serial publication of fortuity and outbreak come to the town . But Sam and Dean suspect it ’s more than just bad luck . Along with Bobby Singer , the brothers soon clear that a mysterious design is at the center of the chaos . When they reveal a connexion between the unknown and three teenaged boys at the local high school who are experiencing some strange grow pains , they know they will need far more than good fate to prevent an all - out calamity .
And here ’s our exclusive extract from the script :
Dean thought he might have to sophisticate Sam ’s arm to get him into the Greasy Griddle dining car on I-87 , but it was the first eatery they passed after their night in Harpy Valley , and coffee had risen from a priority to a necessary . luckily , in addition to high - octane coffee , the meddling hand truck halt offered a selection of bran muffins and a fruit loving cup , so Sam was set . Bobby had a poached egg and grapefruit . Dean prescribe the Double Triple , which feature three eggs any style and three breakfast meats . Not wishing to elaborate his parliamentary law , Dean ordered everything fried .
From the potent way Sam and Bobby had walked across the parking plenty of the diner and then eased themselves into the booth , Dean assumed they were as sore as he was from the harpy battle . Bobby seemed cranky than normal , Sam quieter . Dean ’s quietus , what little he manage during the inadequate nighttime , had been fitful . chug aspirin and whiskey had n’t helped as much as he ’d hop . deep brown throughout breakfast , however , smooth out the kinks .
Lately , relaxation occur in low doses , specially in public . Ever since the Leviathan created dark - side doppelganger of the Winchesters for a cross - country killing spree , Sam and Dean had to continually look over their shoulders in case somebody made them as the infamous serial sea wolf . Because the doppelganger purposely drove a black ’ 67 Chevy Impala during their crime spree , the Winchesters had to abandon Dean ’s sister for a series of stolen beater , none of which would be missed before they switched to the next . As the Leviathan now track down the hunters , the Winchesters also had to vacate their old bastard ID and credit card , switch to burner cell headphone and avoid lead behind an electronic trail . In increase , the chum had to break a strong aversion to security tv camera . Hell of a agency to live on . But sound advice , nevertheless , from Bobby ’s bipolar and exceedingly paranoid friend - champion was too strong a word - Frank Devereaux .
The Greasy Griddle was just what the paranoid ordered : a high - traffic hand truck stop patronize by a series of anonymous face and not a surety television camera in pile . They would give for their meal in John Cash and have no need to give a name or flash a bogus ID .
After their waitress , a in-between - aged bottle light-haired with a charge card smile who appear like she ’d witness it all more than once and stop register the details long ago , make their plates , Bobby left the booth to settle their check at the register . With his tum full and his cup topped off , Dean felt about as cognitive content as he ever did between hunting jobs these day . Sam , on the other hand , had already turn his attention to his shiny new laptop - good manners of Frank Devereaux ’s Paranoia Emporium - and sky through some newspaper publisher printout he ’d assembled sooner , a percipient threat to Dean ’s avowedly brief ‘ between line of work ’ contentment .
“ Dude , did you somnambulate to a Kinko ’s ? ”
“ Might be onto something … ”
At that minute , Bobby returned from the cashier ’s rejoinder with a late edition of the county paper and cut down it on the table in front of them . “ Above the fold , ” he said . “ ‘ Cannibal Woodsman ? ' ”
Dean reached for the composition and spun it around , skimming the text for details . “ ‘ Anonymous call leads law to grisly kill grounds … half - eaten … stripped bones … shallow tomb … no suspects . ' ” He pushed the composition back to Bobby and spoke softly . “ get the ‘ grisly ’ right wing . But they ’ll waste month looking for Jeremiah Johnson with a dog - eared copy of To Serve Man . ”
“ You desire ’em to find super - sized bird nests ? ” Bobby asked after checking for any potential eavesdroppers . “ Hell , the victim ’ family will get closure . Least as much as they ’ll ever get . ”
“ You ’re correct . Nobody necessitate to have sex Uncle Ed or Cousin Jimmy was a Harpy Happy Meal . ”
“ Guys , ” Sam read . “ I think I have something here . ”
“ No ease for the wicked , ” Bobby commented .
“ Laurel Hill , New Jersey , ” Sam allege , looking at the printout . “ Three roofer fell off the 2d storey of a house yesterday , one after the other . Two broken necks . The third split his skull open . Also broke his neck . The homeowner says they all fall within minute of one another . ”
“ Weird , ” Bobby said , frowning , “ but not outside the neighborhood of weird coincidence . Laurel Hill ? ”
“ Why ? ” Dean demand . “ You engender something ? ”
“ It ’ll keep , ” Bobby say . Then to Sam , “ Go on , son . ”
“ Few blockage away , duet minutes afterward , guy on a ravel trimming a tree with a chainsaw falls , slice afford his femoral artery and dies on his lawn . ”
“ eldritch enough for you ? ” Dean ask Bobby .
“ It get weird , ” Sam persist in , turning his attention from the printout to the screen . “ This daybreak a mass transit jalopy driver has a marrow attack and repulse his bus properly through the front window of a fitness center . Guy on a treadwheel and a cleaning lady on the elliptical machine next to him were kill instantly- ”
Dean leveled an index finger at his brother . “ Sammy , do n’t ever bemock my health selection again . ”
On a paradiddle , Sam let that surpass . “ Few minute later , less than a mile away , seventeen car pileup . Multiple explosions and fatalities . ”
Bobby shook his oral sex . “ sound like the sorry luck fag pull Laurel Hill a new one . ”
“ I ’m game , ” Dean say . “ Bobby , you in ? Or you wanna head back ? ”
Bobby scratched his beard at the jaw line , his regard thoughtful under his teamster ’s cap .
“ Something about Laurel Hill ? ” Sam prompted .
“ Know somebody there might help , ” Bobby said . “ accent on the ‘ might . ' ”
“ A Orion ? ” Dean asked .
“ Yes and no . ”
“ I ’m not even sure I sleep together what that mean , ” Dean said .
“ Problem in a nutshell , ” Bobby said . “ I ’ll call . He agrees
not to bang the door in our look , we ’ll have a basecamp . ”
“ If not ? ”
Bobby shrug . “ Fleabag or abandon rat - trap . plunk your poison . ”
Sam drove the Plymouth south on I-87 . Bobby followed in his Chevelle , on the phone again with his Laurel Hill contact . The first call , in the diner ’s parking fortune , had been forgetful , ending with an emphasised bent - up on the other destruction . But Bobby was n’t giving up … yet .
After about fifty miles of silence , Sam glance at Dean sprawl in the rider seat , apparently relaxed but definitely scowling . He had taken one pull from his flaskful before take root in for the tenacious drive .
Finally , Sam asked , “ Wanna talk about it ? ”
“ No . ”
“ About last night . The harpies . ”
“ Still no . ”
“ If something ’s bothering you … ”
“ It ’s a job , alright , ” Dean say . “ Do the job . Get out . Do n’t demand to sit around crispen marshmallows and singing ‘ Kumbaya . ' ”
“ No . I get it , Dean . ”
Dean was right . It was n’t like they celebrated a demon putting to death . Mostly it was a relief . Do the job , because it ’s what they did as hunter . No glory , no after - parties . But Sam could n’t throw off the horse sense that something deeper was troubling his brother . He decided to let it take a breather .
Then Dean surprise him .
“ I ’m not like you , ” he said . “ Not anymore . ”
Sam considered that statement before respond . “ How so ? ”
“ Even with a squash racquet in your campanile , you ’re ok with everything , ” Dean tell . “ Wrap up one job , turn the Sir Frederick Handley Page , move on to the next . ”
“ Look , Dean , ” Sam said , “ I experience there ’s a cost . I give a damn , okay ? It ’s just … This is what I have . Here . Now . This retain me … concentre . ”
“ Right . ”
Sam glance at his brother again . “ Dean , we ’re obscure from the Leviathan . We have no thought what their biz plan is , no clue how to kill them , but we know they want us off the control board . They kill all those people while wearing our faces to neutralize us . ”
“ You think maybe I forgot ? ”
“ So , what ? You want to quit ? ”
Dean heaved a suspiration . “ No , ” he said piano . “ That ’s not what I ’m suppose . ”
“ Then what ? ”
“ That guy on the tree subdivision , ” Dean order . “ Broken back , gut ripped out , bleed . ” He shook his capitulum bitterly . “ The wretched boy of a bitch never had a chance , Sam . ”
“ If we ’d got there an hour sooner , ” Dean said , slap his medallion down on his genu angrily , “ half hour , maybe … ”
They ’d had this discussion before . The vicious facts of hunter life : you could n’t keep open everyone , you did n’t always arrive in the nick of time , but you took solace in the lives you had carry through .
“ We stopped them , Dean , ” Sam said . “ There wo n’t be another vic . ”
“ Wrong , Sam , ” Dean said grimly . “ There ’s always another one . No matter what we do … ”
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