Chapter 22: Tales of Asylum

A/N: Thank you for the power stones "BLITZ2"

John H. POV

Craash!

bang!

bang!

Craash!

"Damn it, me and my no powers challenge," I muttered while getting up from the ground after moving the pieces of cupboard away that were thrown onto him.

I looked around the new location where I crashed and saw yet another "normal" asylum room—well, as normal as an asylum that had this history could be.

Looking around, I again dropped a few cleanser grenades to make sure that at least this area wouldn't have any traces of the entities trapped around here or staying here. I was determined to cleanse every inch of this place and rid it of any lingering spirits.

After making sure that my current location was cleansed properly, I then moved out of the room to find the two brothers and also cleanse the rest of the asylum, i.e., around 55 percent more left to be cleansed.

Flashback:

"Hey guys, you won't believe what I found on the news," Dean said excitedly, and he brought a paper towards us.

It was something about a police officer who had shot his whole family and then himself after rescuing some teens from an asylum, and there was a mention that this wasn't the first time such a thing had happened.

But!

That wasn't all; the place where it occurred happened to be exactly the same as the location as per the coordinates Deana had received yesterday from an unknown number.

Dean and Sam had suspicions that this number belonged to their dad, and John knew that this was sent by their dad itself.

They then decided to go ahead and check it out.

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Some time later

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They finally reached Rockford, Illinois, where the asylum was located. They decided to split up and get more information from the town regarding the asylum and its history.

Sam went to the local library to get more information, and Dean went ahead to check with "Daniel Gunderson," who was the partner of Officer Kelly, who was mentioned in the news. On the other hand, I was asked to ask around for the asylum.

Dean's POV,

I went ahead and reached the local sheriff station, where I could find Officer Gunderson.

I had chosen a sharp looking suit from the clothes John had stored in his car. Dude has quite a few things that don't make sense, but well, he is one of us, or well, we'd be one of them soon enough once we join his organisation. Damn, we needed something like that, truly, if what we have seen as of yet is anything to describe this side of the world.

I wasn't even asked any questions, and I was allowed to directly enter the station and walk up to the cabin of the officer. He didn't look good as of now, but no one would after what happened with his partner. This in itself made it a bit harder to ask him about his partner, but you gotta do what you gotta do…

I walked ahead, had a light conversation with the guy, and then finally asked him the $1,000 question: "Not meaning to sound inconsiderate, but please tell me about your partner, officer Kelly, like, how was he and did you see any signs of frustration or anything else?"

Officer Gunderson sighed but still asnwered me nonetheless: "He was a great person; honestly, I didn't even know if that was ever possible."

He then went on to let me know about the whole deal and then ended up mentioning that Kelly was the one who went in the south wing to look for the kids. That information might come in handy sometime, but for now, we are done here. I just shook hands with the officer and then left the station for our meeting place.

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Sam POV

*sigh* Why did I have to be the bookworm out of all of us?

But on the other hand, there were quite a few cases of history I found in the newspapers. First, there were many other cases of people disappearing or coming out of the asylum and killing others or themselves, etc.

I also found out that there was a riot in the asylum before it was shut down, and quite a few of the inmates alive at that time had died during that time. They then marked that place as forbidden for people to go—a good decision in my opinion, as even though a place might not be haunted, the negative energy itself should be harmful enough unless they cleanse it, which I doubt many could do.

Finally sighing, I decided that this was all that we needed as of now. I stood up, stretched my body a bit, and went out to leave for our meeting place.

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John H. POV

I looked around just for shits and giggles because, why not? But then I thought about at least meeting the son of the psychologist to at least get some more ideas about the asylum incident and get more help regarding it.

I walked and asked around and finally reached the place where the guy was. He was doing well for himself, so I knocked and was allowed to enter his place due to "my identity card.".

We sat and talked a bit about here and there, and then I finally asked about the asylum: "Mr. Ellicott, what can you tell me about the Roosevelt Asylum? I have heard that your old man used to be the Chief of Staff in the asylum."

He then went on to tell me all about it, including the division of areas, etc., on the asylum. I also found an approximate area where the body could be found.

We talked some more, and I mentally formulated a plan on how we could go about cleaning up the place and ridding it of its "cursed" status as well as giving the trapped souls their final rest.

Well, now it is time to meet the brothers; let's go! (AN: I am not sure if this is cringe or not; do tell.)

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Still John's POV, location: John's Car

We gathered in my car and shared our discoveries with each other. The final plan that we came up with was something like this:

I will go to the west wing with the cleansing grenades to start the cleanup.

Sam will go to the north wing and search for people sneaking inside the place, as well as cleanse from there.

Dean will go to the east wing and do the same there.

This is because I know the body is in the south wing, so that will be done at the end. After which once everyone is out we can legally obliterate this place and build up something new and more useful there (read our organisation's outpost/office). And this time it wont lead to a rift between the two brothers as their Mother, or as she asked me to call her Aunt Mary had taken care of their lingering resentments and traumas in the weeks we have been togather since the incident at their old place. The issues aren't exactly totally solved but they aren't something that would cause problems in the long run and are in the process of bring solved.

A/N:

The Boys going to the asylum… what do you think ? Do we require a twist here or do we let the series play as it is *huehuehuehue*, *ethereal smack on the head*…

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No evil laugh from now on… sigh

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