Supernatural – Mythmaker

was cramped—if she backed up too far while she was working, she’d bump into her mom’s car. If she stepped too far to the right, her elbow would hit the garage wall, too far to the left, and her foot would touch a leaf blower propped against the wall. But she appreciated her parents allowing her to work here. It saved her from having to drive to the college and use one of the equally cramped studio spaces reserved for students. Here, she could work whenever she wanted, day or night, and she could do so without d

from the head. Evidently, Julie ringing the dinner bell was enough to get the ancient monster off his wrinkly butt and moving. Dean knows he and Sam have to work fast.

They position themselves back to back, and Dean quickly slices through the zip tie around Sam’s wrists. Sam then takes the knife and does the same for his brother. Dean grabs a second knife while Sam cuts the tie binding his ankles, and Dean follows suit. As soon as they’re free, the brothers rise to their feet, only to see all three of the Underwoods pointing their guns at them.

“Please don’t move,” Julie says. “You’ll only make it worse for yourselves.”

Dean doesn’t want to, but he turns around and sees the Lord of the Hunt coming toward them, moving with awkward, jerking motions, as if the creature has forgotten how to operate its body. The chair the Lord was tied to lies in pieces on the floor, and the cloth strips that held