Deja Vu, Episode Ten

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Written by: Sci-Fi Karis

Episode:

DEJA VU

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ACT I

INT. IMPALA (Carry On My Wayward Son – Kansas)

CLOSE UP on SAM’S face. He is sleeping, but looks slightly disturbed as though he is having a nightmare. PAN OUT to show DEAN driving, sunglasses on and nodding his head to the beat of the music.

Sam jerks awake, looking a little startled, and Dean glances over.

DEAN
Dude, is there any other way you know how to wake up? What is it with you and these dreams?

SAM
(confused)
Huh?

DEAN
Never mind.

Sam tries to collect himself, and Dean starts singing along with the music.



DEAN
(singing)
Though my eyes could see I still was a blind man
Though my mind could think I still was a mad man
I hear the voices when I’m dreaming
I can hear them say –

SAM
Dean.

DEAN
Yeah.

SAM
Are we there yet?

DEAN
Sam, I still haven’t figured out where there is. You were supposed to be reading the map and you fell asleep.

Sam has been looking at Dean, but now focuses his attention out the window to see what is in front of them. They are driving through forest, with evergreens on each side and not a car in sight.

EXT. IMPALA- ROAD

The Impala zooms down the straight road and in the distance we can see a setting sun. It is starting to get late. The Impala is the only car on the road.

INT. IMPALA

SAM
Just . . . pull over at the first motel you see. I’ll figure out where we go from there.

DEAN
This is my precious gas we’re using up, here.

SAM
You’re not –

Sam’s eyes widen as he sees something that we do not.

SAM
Dean! Look out!

CLOSE UP on Dean as he sees what Sam sees. His eyes widen and he slams on the brakes.

POV. DEAN

We see a dark figure standing stock still in the middle of the Impala’s path, staring at them. We cannot make out a face or even what the gender is before the Impala CRASHES! Dean’s head impacts with the windshield, cracking the glass.

EXT. IMPALA

The car spins around, its front end crumpled. Dean and Sam are knocked up inside and we see the car come to a rest at the side of the road in the ditch, dented and steaming from under the hood. The figure in the middle of the road has vanished.

INT. IMPALA

Sam groggily wakes up, head bleeding, and looks at Dean who is apparently unconscious and covered with blood.

SAM
Dean . . . Dean!

Sam reaches over the shake his brother and Dean’s head lolls. He looks dead.



SAM
Dean!

FLASH CUT TO: INT. IMPALA (Carry On My Wayward Son - Kansas)

CLOSE UP on Sam, almost exactly as he was, minus the blood. The Impala is driving smoothly down the road, and confused, Sam looks over to the wheel. Dean is driving, shades still on and no blood in sight. Dean looks over at Sam and whips the glasses off.

DEAN
Dude, you have to quit waking up like that. You nearly gave me a heart attack.

Sam is still confused.

DEAN
Screaming my name like that? I thought we were going to hit something! What were you dreaming about this time?

Sam shakes his head, relieved it was a dream, but still wondering . . .

SAM
I don’t know.

DEAN
Dude, is there any other way you know how to wake up? What is it with you and these dreams?

SAM
(confused)
Huh?

DEAN
Never mind.

CLOSE UP on Sam’s face as he realizes with horror that those are the exact words that started his dream.

SUPERNATURAL: Déjà vu

INT. IMPALA

SAM
Dean, pull over.

DEAN
(annoyed)
What do you want, Sam?

SAM
I’m serious, man. Pull over.

EXT. IMPALA

The car pulls off on the side of the empty road. The shadows are deepening.



INT. IMPALA

DEAN
What’s this about, Sam?

SAM
I had a dream . . . and there was a man standing in the middle of the road. We didn’t see him until it was too late. You tried to stop, but we hit him, and . . .
(BEAT)
And . . . you died.

Dean looks a little sheepish for being annoyed.

DEAN
And you think this might come true?

SAM
Just a minute ago you said the exact words you did before the crash.

DEAN
And that makes you think it will come true?

SAM
Yes.

Dean throws his hands up in frustration.

DEAN
So what do we do, Sam? We just wait here until morning? We can’t waste anymore time, here.

SAM
We don’t have a job right now, Dean. We’re in no hurry.

DEAN
So? I’d like to sleep in a bed tonight!

SAM
Dean . . .

DEAN
(beat)
Fine. But I’m not sitting here all night.

SAM
We won’t.

Dean looks at Sam, eyebrow raised, then settles back in his seat.

FADE TO
EXT. IMPALA

The sun has set and the stars are beginning to come out. Sam nudges Dean, who has fallen asleep. Dean smacks him in reflex.

SAM
Dean, wake up.

DEAN
I’m sleeping.



Sam reaches over and starts the car. Dean wakes up and smacks him again.

DEAN
Don’t touch my car!

SAM
Let’s go. And drive slow, okay?

Dean mutters under his breath and pulls the car back on the road.

EXT. MOTEL – NIGHT

The Impala is parked in front of a low, one story motel, shabby and run down.

INT. MOTEL

Dean is laying on one of the twin beds in the cramped room, flicking through channels on the small TV. Sam comes out of the bathroom in shorts and a t-shirt, ready for bed.

DEAN
Told you nothing would happen.

SAM
(annoyed)
Right.

Dean shuts the TV off and pulls the covers over himself.

DEAN
Shut the lights off, will ya?

Sam climbs into bed and flicks the lamp OFF next to his bed. Darkness falls and various rustlings are heard as the boys try to fall asleep.

CLOSE UP on Sam. He can’t sleep. The dream he had earlier is still with him. He tosses and turns for a while, then sits up and looks at the clock. Apparently, some time has passed, for the clock at his side reads 2:47am.

PAN OUT to follow Sam as he gets out of bed and heads for the bathroom. The window is open, and the curtains billow out towards Sam. As he passes Dean’s bed, he notices it’s empty. He flicks the light switch ON next to him, flooding the room with light. Dean is gone. Sam looks in the bathroom and sees that it is empty. Cautiously, he steps over to Dean’s bed and checks under the pillow. The knife that Dean always has with him is gone. He looks at the open window, frowning.

Worried, Sam pulls on his jeans and grabs a revolver as he steps over to the door. Carefully, he opens the door, and looks outside.

EXT. MOTEL – PARKING LOT

Sam steps outside, barefoot, gun held low. He moves slowly and carefully, checking out the Impala. He comes around on the driver’s side of the car and looks in. Empty. But then he sees something.

POV. SAM

Looking through the car on the other side, Sam can see a bloody handprint against the back window of the car.

EXT. PARKING LOT

Sam rushes around to the other side of the car as sees Dean lying motionless on the ground, the knife he keeps under his pillow buried in his chest. His eyes are open and glassy, staring sightlessly into the sky.

SAM
No!

We see just behind Sam the curtains in their room billowing outwards, and from the curtains emerges the shadowy figure that we saw before on the road, melting out of the fabric. It vanishes into thin air.

[cooldude]

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ACT II

EXT. SODA SHOP

A cheery place where the town kids hang out, the sign reads “Old Fashioned Soda Shop.” Underneath is a smaller sign which reads, “Buy One Cherry Soda, Get One Free!” The Impala is parked outside along with several bicycles. Billowy curtains hang in the open windows, almost exactly like we saw the shadowy figure emerge from.

INT. SODA SHOP

CUT TO Sam and Dean, sitting at the bar, two cherry cream sodas in front of them. Obviously, they’ve taken advantage of the sale. They’ve been there a while as the sodas are nearly gone. Sam looks haggard and disheveled.



DEAN
I’m sure it’s nothing, Sam.

Dean takes a sip out of Sam’s soda, but Sam doesn’t seem to care.

SAM
Dean, I keep having these dreams that you’re going to die. It can’t be nothing. My dreams . . . they’re not like any others that I’ve had, and you know my dreams come true.

DEAN
Some of the time. Obviously I’m not dead yet.

SAM
(shakes his head)
Something has to be wrong.

DEAN
Maybe you’re the thing that’s wrong.

Dean finishes his soda, slurping loudly.

DEAN
Come on. Let’s hit the road. I need to show you something.

SAM
What?

Dean exits the shop and Sam runs to catch up.

CUT TO:

EXT. EVEREADY PSYCHIATRIC HOSPITAL

It’s a rich place, a mansion built of brick and surrounded by a high iron barred wall with a giant gate at the entrance. Green, well manicured lawns sprawl beneath towering trees, and patients mill peacefully about with their caretakers.



CUT TO:

INT. HOSPITAL WALKWAY

Dean is pulling Sam up the walkway towards the main door. Sam does not look happy.

DEAN
Come on, Sam!

SAM
Dean, I don’t think this is necessary.

Dean stops and grabs his brother’s shoulders, looking him straight in the eye.

DEAN
Look, Sam. This has gone far enough. I just want them to give you a once over, see if they can help you out, then we can leave. We’ll leave if they decide to help or if they don’t. Either way, I just want you to get this off your chest.

SAM
I’m not crazy, Dean.

DEAN
I know you’re not! But you have mental issues, man!
(beat)
Um . . . yeah . . .

Sam looks at him.

SAM
You do think I’m crazy!

DEAN
No! I don’t! Honest to God. I’m just bringing you here because I need you in top shape, Sam. I can’t have a zombie for a sidekick, you know . . . although at some point that might happen.

Sam punches him in the shoulder then pushes by and up to the front door.

SAM
All right. But we are leaving as soon as I’m done and you are never going to do this again.

DEAN
Can’t make promises, man.

The door OPENS and a nurse welcomes them in.

NURSE
Please come in, gentlemen. Are you the Winchester’s?

DEAN
Yes, ma’am.

NURSE
I’ll get you set up. Right this way, please.

INT. HOSPITAL

The halls are spacious and the interior looks as expensive as the exterior, with wooden paneling and crystal chandeliers.



SAM
(whispering to Dean)
I wouldn’t think they’d keep mental patients in a place like this.

DEAN
That’s ‘cause they’re on drugs. They keep the violence down that way.

The nurse pauses at one of the wooden paneled doors that lines the hallway and opens it, motioning Dean and Sam inside.

NURSE
Doctor Heyes will be with you in a few minutes. Please make yourselves comfortable.

SAM
Thanks.

The Winchester’s step inside what appears to be an office. A large, oak desk sits directly in front of them, with a leather sofa against one wall and two comfortable looking leather chairs across from the desk.

Dean plops down in one of the chairs and leans back.

DEAN
Ain’t this the life? Almost makes you want to be crazy.

Sam shakes his head and gingerly sits down next to Dean.

The door opens just then, and Dean and Sam look up to see DR. HEYES, a kindly looking man in his sixties, with round glasses perched on his nose and a smart business suit underneath a white lab coat.

HEYES
Hello, gentlemen! You must be the Winchester’s.

Dean and Sam stand and shake hands.

DEAN
I’m Dean. This is Sam.

HEYES
Ah, Sam. Your brother has told me a bit about you.

Heyes settles down in his chair and pulls a few files out of one of his drawers.

HEYES
Now, Sam. Would you like your brother in the room, or would you like to have a private chat with me?

Sam looks over at Dean, then back at the doc.

SAM
He can stay.

HEYES
Alright, then. What seems to be the problem, Sam?

SAM
(beat)
I can’t sleep.
(beat)
I have these nightmares.

Heyes has pulled out a small pad of paper and begins making notes.

HEYES
I see. What kind of nightmares are these? Are they random images? Full stories? Things you think may come true?

SAM
(surprised at the last suggestion)
I don’t know. They’re all different.

DEAN
(serious)
He’s not going to say this, but sometimes . . . sometimes his dreams come true. Kinda like déjà vu . . .

HEYES
(surprised)
I see.

The doctor writes more rapidly.

HEYES
Sam, would you mind taking a test for me? It will take about twenty minutes.

Sam doesn’t answer right away, and Dean kicks his leg.

SAM
I guess.

CUT TO
INT. HOSPITAL – LAB ROOM

Sam, Dean, and Heyes are in a white, sterile room with an observation window and door on one side, and various medical equipment and machines scattered throughout the room. Sam is sitting in a chair in the middle of the room. Wires are attached to his temples, an IV is in his arm, and he is looking at a computer screen positioned in front of him. Heyes and Dean stand off to the side, watching.

HEYES
(to Dean)
This is almost like putting the patient into hypnosis. He probably won’t remember much of what happens.
(to Sam)
What do you see now, Sam?

SAM
(monotone)
Nothing.
(beat)
Darkness.

HEYES
Good. Now Sam, I want you to relax, like I told you before. I want you to tell me what you see as it happens, alright?

Sam says nothing. CLOSE UP on Sam’s face and PAN IN to one of his eyes, closer and closer until we turn around and are looking out.

POV. SAM

Everything is fuzzy and indiscernible. Sam panics.

SAM
Dean! Dean!

Figures come into view, but we can’t quite make out who they are.

SAM
Dean!



INT. LAB ROOM

Things are different. Sam is not sitting as he was. He is tied to the chair with leather restraints encircling his wrists and neck. The electrodes are still attached to his temples, and the IV is still in his arm. He is not wearing his normal clothes, however. He is wearing the white garb of a patient.

HEYES (O.S.)
Sam. Sam, can you hear me? Sammy?

CLOSE UP on Sam. He is groggy and confused. PAN OUT to reveal that the room is different. The observation window has several observers, nearly a dozen doctors with notepads writing furiously and watching with keen interest. Five other doctors and nurses are present in the room with Sam, and Dean is missing. Sam’s speech is stilted.

SAM
Dean. Where’s Dean?

HEYES
It’s okay, Sam. It’s all right.

The doctor looks at his colleagues in the room, beaming with pride.

HEYES
I think he’s snapped out of it this time, gents.
(beat)
Sam. Do you know where you are?

SAM
(confused)
Hospital . . . Where’s Dean? He was right here.

HEYES
Sam, Dean isn’t here. Are you listening to me?

SAM
He was right here!
(beat)
What happened?

HEYES
Sam, you’ve been sick, don’t you remember?

SAM
I’m fine. Get me out of these things!

Sam franticly pulls on the restraints. Heyes presses him back with a gentle hand and gets down to his level, right in his face.

HEYES
Sammy, it’s okay.

SAM
Don’t call me Sammy.

HEYES
All right, Sam. It’s okay. I’m just here to help. Do you remember anything that has happened?

SAM
(beat)
I was with Dean. We were coming here to see if you could help me. We were talking in this room . . . and that’s the last thing I remember. Where’s Dean?

HEYES
Dean isn’t here, Sam. I don’t think he wants to see you right now.

SAM
What do you mean? What are you talking about?

HEYES
Why don’t we get you cleaned up and then we can talk. Can you promise me that you will behave?

Sam is still confused.

SAM
Behave? What did I do?

HEYES
Nothing, Sammy. Nothing. Don’t worry about it. I’m going to let Miss Friday take care of you, okay? Then we can talk.

PAN IN on Sam as the restraints are removed. He looks terribly confused.

CUT TO
INT. HOSPITAL – HALL

Sam is walking down the hall accompanied by two male aides. He walks slowly, shuffling as though he has not walked in a long time. They are in a different part of the hospital. The floors are wooden, but the walls are painted pristine white and there are few decorations. Various patients roam the halls with nurses and aides accompanying them.

Sam looks at his surroundings in confusion. He has not seen any of this before.

SAM
Where are we going?

AIDE 1
Back to your room.

SAM
My room?

They stop in front of a white door. There is a small window cut into the top, and one of the aides opens it. They help Sam inside.

PAN IN to room to reveal a tiny bedroom with a twin bed pushed against a wall and a small table with one book sitting on it in a corner. The aides help Sam over to the bed and he sits down on it with difficulty. He appears very stiff.

AIDE 2
Remember, if you need anything, just knock on the door.

Sam looks up to watch the aides leave. The door LOCKS behind them. Sam sees a security camera in the corner above the door. He reaches over to the table next to the bed and picks up the book.

CLOSE UP of book cover. It reads “Journal, Keep out!” and is covered with various symbols that Sam recognizes. They are symbols he and Dean have used throughout their time hunting together.

Sam opens the cover to reveal shaky handwriting covering the pages, barely legible. In the margins of the paper are other symbols and tiny drawings of birds and monsters. The first, left hand page has a scrawled signature: “Samuel Winchester.”

CLOSE UP on Sam’s face. His eyes widen as he realizes the journal is his.

FLASH CUT TO:
INT. HOSPITAL – LAB

CLOSE UP on Sam’s face. His eyes are tightly shut in concentration.

SAM
No, no, no, no, no.

DEAN (O.S.)
Sam? Sammy. You okay?

FLASH CUT TO:
INT. HOSPITAL – SAM’S ROOM

CLOSE UP on Sam’s face. His eyes are wide in astonishment.

FLASH CUT TO:
INT. HOSPITAL – LAB

CLOSE UP on Sam’s face. He continues repeating “No, no, no,” over and over.

DEAN (O.S.)
Sam. Sam, snap out of it, man.

FLASH CUT back to SAM’S ROOM

Sam shakes his head, rubbing his temples and leaning forward over his knees. He is in pain. The journal falls to the ground.

FLASH CUT TO LAB

CLOSE UP on Sam’s face as he continues to repeat “No, no, no.” PAN OUT to reveal Dean on his knees in front of Sam, his hands gripping Sam’s wrists which are clutching his temples.

DEAN
Come on, Sam. Talk to me, bro. Snap out of it. It isn’t real.



Heyes is standing behind Sam, a worried look on his face.

FLASH CUT TO SAM’S ROOM

Sam is on his knees, hands still against his temples in obvious pain. The door opens and two medics rush in along with Dr. Heyes. Heyes kneels in front of Sam, his hands on Sam’s wrists just as Dean’s were a second ago.

HEYES
Sam. Sammy. Can you hear me?

SAM
(whispers)
Make it stop.

HEYES
Where is his medication?
(beat)
Sam. What you’re seeing – it isn’t real. You have to believe me. You have to learn to push it away.

SAM
(laughs hysterically)
No. No! This isn’t real! You aren’t real!

HEYES
(kindly)
Sam . . .

One of the medics approaches Sam’s side and sticks a needle into his arm. Almost immediately, Sam slowly falls back against the side of the bed. Heyes and the other medic pull him up and sit him on the bed.

HEYES
Don’t worry, Sam. It’s just a relaxant. It will help the dreams to go away.

SAM
No . . .

HEYES
Sam, if you show some improvement . . . remember that I will let you see Dean. Okay? That’s your goal for me. You make the dreams go away and I’ll let you see your brother.

Sam looks at the doctor suspiciously.

HEYES
I know, Sammy. I know. You still don’t trust me. I’m the good guy here. I’m trying to help you.

Sam is getting groggy and his eyes are flickering. One of the medics eases him down on the bed and he lies back on the pillow, allowing the drugs to kick in.

Heyes sees the journal lying on the floor and picks it up, looking at it sadly.

HEYES
Such a sad case. So young . . . He’s showing improvement, though.

He closes the journal and lays it down on the table.

CLOSE UP on corner of journal. We see a small, detailed picture of a chimera – a beast with the head of a lion, the body of a horse, the tail of a cow, and the legs and feet of a tiger. Underneath is written “Dream eater.”

INT. HOSPITAL – DINING HALL



Sam is in line with some other patients for a meal. Guards are stationed throughout the room to watch the patients. The dining hall is immaculate white with large windows overlooking the pristine lawns of the hospital. Nearly a hundred patients occupy the one room. Sam gets a helping of mashed potatoes, gravy, beef, and peas and looks around for a place to sit. He goes over to the window and sits down at a table with two other occupants. When they see him, they leave. No one sits with him, and Sam eats alone.

A nurse comes by with a tray of medication, looks for the right one, then hands Sam a cup filled with various pills.

NURSE
Guess it’s a good thing they made the potatoes mashed today.

SAM
What?

NURSE
The potatoes. So you can stick your pills in them. They go down easier that way.
(beat)
Well, eat up.

Sam realizes she isn’t going to leave until he takes the pills. He pops them all in his mouth, takes a drink, then grins.

SAM
Ten vitamins a day keep the docs away.

The nurse is not impressed. She shrugs and walks away, and Sam quickly spits out the pills that he supposedly swallowed and buries them in his mashed potatoes.

CUT TO:
INT. HOSPITAL – HALLWAY

Sam is being escorted back to his room by a male aide. On the way down the hall, they pass numerous doors that look like Sam’s- thick, strong doors with a small window at head level.

There is a commotion behind one of the closed doors which attracts Sam’s attention. Bam! Someone slams up against the doorframe, causing the door to shake. Patients all along the hall pause, staring. Yells sound behind the door, incoherent. Sam and his aide are directly in front of the door now. They can see some aides inside, moving quickly and passing by the small window. It appears that a patient is out of control. The small table that Sam has in his room smashes against the small window and the thick glass cracks.

VOICE (O.S.)
(screaming)
No! No! Don’t touch me!

AIDE (O.S.)
Settle down!

Sam’s aide tugs on his elbow, trying to get him to move on. Sam is curious, and continues staring at the tiny window as he is pulled along.

CLOSE UP on the window. One of the aides flashes by, then a hand smacks into the glass with full force, followed by a face. It’s Dean! His eyes are wild and he is dressed in the familiar white patient’s garb.

DEAN
(screaming)
No! No!



Sam sees him and starts towards the door in shock. The aide grabs him.

SAM
Dean! No! Let go! Dean!

Dean is pulled from the window by the aides. PAN IN to the window and as we look in we see Dean forcefully dragged from the door and pinned to the floor by the two aides, still screaming. One of the aides plunges a syringe into his arm.

CUT TO Sam, staring agape at the door as he is dragged away by his aide. We see the DARK FIGURE standing behind Sam, unnoticed. CLOSE UP on Sam as we hear Dean’s echoing screams.

SAM
Dean!

[cooldude]

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ACT III

INT. IMPALA (Carry On My Wayward Son by Kansas)

CLOSE UP on Sam. He is sleeping, but jerks awake and immediately looks at the driver. Dean is at the wheel, sunglasses over his eyes. It seems as though they have never moved from the first scene. They are driving through forest, alone on a road awash with light from a setting sun.

DEAN
Dude, is there any other way you know how to wake up? What is it with you and these dreams?

Sam is freaked out. This has happened before.

SAM
Dean! Pull over!

Confused, Dean does so.

EXT. IMPALA

The car pulls off on the side of the road under some trees, exactly like before.

DEAN
What's wrong, Sam?

SAM
I . . . I don't know. I just . . . I had a really strange dream.

DEAN
(annoyed)
A dream, Sam.

SAM
No. It was different. I thought it was real.

DEAN
(sarcastic)
Sometimes that happens to me, too. They're usually the good ones, though.

SAM
I'm serious, Dean.

DEAN
Look, dude. You need some professional help. This is getting out of hand. You don't sleep at night, but when you do sleep, you have these crazy dreams that haunt you for days. You're getting into a pretty sorry state, bro.

FLASH CUT TO

INT. HOSPITAL - HALLWAY

CLOSE UP on Sam. We've picked up where we left off, with Sam being dragged away by the aide.

FLASH CUT TO

CLOSE UP on Dean's screaming face.

DEAN
No!

FLASH CUT TO

INT. IMPALA

Sam is visibly shaken by what he has just seen, and Dean notices.

DEAN
(worried)
What is it?

SAM
I don't know.

INT. MOTEL - NIGHT

Dean is laying on one of the twin beds flicking through channels. He stops as the screen shows "The Three Stooges." Sam is on his computer at the small coffee table. The window is open, and the curtain is billowing in the wind. Sam gives the curtain sideways glances. Something isn't right.

DEAN
Look, Sam. I'm sure it's nothing. You just have a strong imagination, that's all. I mean, come on. Me in a psych ward? Impossible. I'm the sanest person around.

SAM
Look at this.



Dean clambers off of the bed and pulls up another chair next to Sam. "The Three Stooges" plays in the background.

SAM
In the dream that I had, I had a journal. It had a bunch of symbols and nonsense stuff on it, but one thing stood out.

CLOSE UP on COMPUTER SCREEN. We see a picture of the chimera that was on the cover of the journal, and the label at the top of the screen says "Baku: The Dream Eater."

DEAN
Baku?

SAM
In Japanese or Chinese mythology, Baku was the eater of dreams. He took away your bad dreams and ate them. The Chinese put this symbol -

CLOSE UP on computer screen to reveal the Chinese character for Baku.

SAM(O.S.)
Over their beds, on pillowcases, on wall hangings, etcetera, to keep away nightmares.

CLOSE UP on Sam and Dean leaning over the computer.

SAM
The Baku thing led me to nightmares. And nightmares . . . apparently they come from the Scandinavian word "mara," a malignant female spirit or wraith. Mara means to rub away or to harm. When people had nightmares and they woke up in a sweat or with constricted breathing, they blamed it on the mara because it sat on people's chests during the night. It's now more commonly known as sleep paralysis. The Baku acts in the same way as the mara.

DEAN
You think this has something to do with the dreams you've been having?

FLASH CUT TO
We see a split second image of Sam in patient's garb being dragged down a white hallway by two aides.

FLASH CUT TO
INT. MOTEL

Sam shakes his head, unnerved by the image. He rubs his temples.

SAM
I don't know.
(beat)
The Baku might be having a reverse effect on me somehow . . . making the nightmares worse instead of better. It's rare, but it happens.

Sam looks at the curtains in the open window.

SAM
Dean, why did you open the window? You know it isn't safe.

DEAN
Needed the fresh air.

SAM
You know what's out there.

FLASH CUT TO
INT. HOSPITAL. LAB

Sam is in the chair, restrained, with various nodes and wires hooked up to his head, chest, and arms. His eyes are closed in concentration.

FLASH CUT back to INT. MOTEL

Sam stands, holding his head.

SAM
Dean . . .

DEAN
(concerned)
What's wrong? Sam?

Sam slowly collapses to the floor and Dean rushes to his aide, grabbing the front of his shirt.

DEAN
Sam! Sam, what's wrong? Sam?

FADE TO WHITE

DEAN
(O.S., pleading)
Sam. Sammy.

Dean's voice is heard echoing, but we can see nothing but white. VOICES are heard murmuring, crescendoing into a tumult of noise and drowning out Dean's voice, until -

CLOSE UP on Sam's face as he wakes up, surrounded by white. PAN OUT to reveal he is back in the hospital, in his room, lying on his bed. The sheets are tousled and he is panting and sweaty.

Confused, Sam looks around. Everything stands out crystal clear, normal, silent . . . White. White all over.

INT. HOSPITAL - HEYES' OFFICE

Sam sits in one of the leather chairs across from Heyes, hands twisting together awkwardly. His eyes rove around the room as he can't seem to focus on one item in particular. The door behind them is open, and an aide can be seen standing just outside the door.

HEYES
What seems to be troubling you, Sam?

SAM
I don't know why I'm here.



HEYES
(surprised)
Do you know how long you've been here, Sam?

SAM
No.

HEYES
It's been a long time, Sam.

SAM
How did I get here? What happened? I want to know.

HEYES
You've shown a lot of improvement, Sam. A few months ago, I don't think you would have been capable of having this conversation.

SAM
Why? What's wrong with me?

HEYES
(beat)
You have a very advanced form of schizophrenia, Sam. Actually, it's unlike anything I've ever seen. You have very vivid hallucinations, so vivid, in fact, that you have created a world separate from this one and most of the time you aren't even aware of what is going on around you.

SAM
No. This isn't real.

HEYES
(gently)
Unfortunately, this is what you maintain. You insist that this is not the real world, that this is your dream world. You've made some progress, Sam. We've started administering drugs that have helped keep you out of your dream state for several hours at a time. Yesterday I was told by one of the nurses that you were able to go to the mess hall and get your meal by yourself. You even spoke to her! That is a big improvement.

Sam in incredulous, speechless.

HEYES
It is good we are having this conversation, Sam. It means that you are starting to understand. The fact that you realize that there is a distinction between one world and the next is practically a breakthrough. I don't mind that you don't think this world is real for the moment, but I think in time you will see that your dream world will fade away entirely. The new tactics I am using seem to be breaking through.

SAM
And what do you know of my dream world?

HEYES
Have you read your journal lately?
(beat)
Yes. It's all in there. It's quite detailed, I must say. You have a wonderful imagination, Sam.

SAM
What about my brother? Where is he? I saw him here. He was a patient.

Heyes sits back in his chair, uncomfortable. For a long moment, he is silent, then he reaches into a drawer in his desk, rummages around and comes up with a file. He opens it, glancing at its contents, then turns it around to show Sam.

CLOSE UP on file. With a standard admittance file is a picture of Dean. It is a younger Dean in the picture, we see, perhaps five or more years previous. He is not smiling and looks apprehensive.

CLOSE UP on Sam.

SAM
Why is he here?

HEYES
(gently)
He had a paranoid breakdown, Sam, shortly before you were admitted. We have to keep him in isolation. He is very violent, incoherent most of the time. We've kept you separated for much of your time here.

SAM
Why? What happened?

HEYES
We don't know, Sam.

SAM
Who admitted us?

HEYES
You admitted yourself and your brother.

Sam is shocked.

FLASH CUT TO

INT. MOTEL

Sam is on the floor with Dean gripping his shirt in exactly the same position as when we left off. The curtains billow behind him and we see a hint of the shadowy figure in their depths.

DEAN
Sammy! Sam, listen to me. What's wrong?



FLASH CUT TO
INT. HOSPITAL - HEYES' OFFICE

Sam stands abruptly.

SAM
Can I see my brother?

HEYES
I'm not sure if that would be a good idea now. How about tomorrow?

SAM
(beat)
Fine.

FADE TO
INT. HOSPITAL - SAM'S ROOM

Sam sits on his bed, holding the journal. He seems shaky, unnerved. His eyes are shifty; he can't focus very well: the epitome of a mental patient. CLOSE UP on the journal as he opens it to the first page. The words are barely discernable, but Sam tries to read, skimming and flipping pages between beats. His voice is clipped, unnatural.



SAM (O.S.)
The visions are getting worse.
(beat)
I can't sleep anymore.
(beat)
Dean is getting suspicious. He took me to a hospital. They ran some tests, told me I needed medication.
(beat)
I took the meds. They helped, but something seems wrong. I keep dreaming Dean is going to die. He wants to take me back.

Sam turns to the next page to reveal a pentagram with several Latin inscriptions scrawled across it. CLOSE UP on Sam as he squints and can't translate the words. PAN DOWN to Journal.

SAM (O.S.)
He snapped. I didn't know what to do. He said he was going to kill me. He pulled a gun on me and then he jumped on me. I don't know how I did it, but I knocked him out. I put him in the car and then I went back to the hospital. Dr. Heyes was there. He told me he would help us. God . . . what happened to Dean?

CLOSE UP on Sam. He is confused and thinking hard.

SAM
(still reading)
Dr. Heyes told me nothing is wrong with Dean . . . it's me. I thought Dean went crazy, but he's fine.
(beat)
He's wrong.

FLASH CUT to CLOSE UP on Dean, screaming.

FLASH CUT to Sam. He blinks and shakes his head.

FLASH CUT to INT. IMPALA (Carry on My Wayward Son - Kansas)

Dean is driving, wearing the shades, and Sam wakes up abruptly.

DEAN
Dude, is there any other way you know how to wake up? What is it with you and these dreams?

SAM
(confused, not realizing at first that Dean has said this before)
Huh?

DEAN
Never mind.
(beat)
(singing with radio)
Though my eyes could see I still was a blind man
Though my mind could think I still was a mad man
I hear the voices when I'm dreaming
I can hear them say -

SAM
(freaked out)
Dean!

DEAN
What?

SAM
Dean, pull over!
(beat)
No, wait. Don't pull over!

DEAN
Dude, make up your mind! What's wrong?

SAM
Something's happening. I can't explain it. I keep having this dream and it's repeating itself. I keep waking up here and you sing and I ask you to pull over and something different happens after that each time.

DEAN
So? Trust me. This is not a dream. If it were I would have a babe waking up next to me instead of my geeky little brother.

SAM
(irked)
Dean. I'm serious. Something's wrong.

DEAN
I always told you there was something wrong with you.

SAM
No. I mean . . .
(beat)
I can't explain it. I feel like I'm caught in a loop . . . like I can't escape the dream.

DEAN
What's the dream?

SAM
It's hard to explain. I'm here, then we go to a motel, and then I have a vision. I'm in a mental hospital and I'm a patient. There's a doctor there and he's trying to help me. You're there, too.

DEAN
I'm a doctor?

SAM
No. A patient.

Dean raises his eyebrows in mock surprise.

SAM
The strange thing is . . . the hospital part is the part of the vision that advances each time. It's broken up between me and you in the car . . . but it seems solid . . . real.

DEAN
Dude. This whole vision thing is really messing you up.

SAM
Dean, I -

FLASH CUT to INT. HOSPITAL - SAM'S ROOM

Sam is sitting on the bed, still reading the journal.

FLASH CUT to INT. IMPALA

SAM
Dean! It's happening again!

FLASH CUT TO
INT. HOSPITAL - SAM'S ROOM

Sam stands, dropping the journal on the bed and going to the door in alarm. He pounds on it, frantic.

SAM
Hey! Hey! I need to get out! Hey!

INT. HOSPITAL - HALLWAY - NIGHT

The windows are dark and the lights are dim. A lone aide hears Sam and approaches the door where we can see Sam peering out of the window.

AIDE
What's wrong, Sam?

SAM
Open the door!

AIDE
It's after hours, son. I can't let you out. What's the problem?

SAM
I need to see my brother!

AIDE
Go to sleep, Sam.

SAM
Please!

PAN OUT from Sam looking out the window.

EXT. HOSPITAL - DAY

Patients are milling about the lawn accompanied by their aides. It is a beautiful, sunny day. PAN IN to see Sam standing inside the hospital at a window, looking out. A light, airy curtain is billowing in the breeze from the slightly opened window.

INT. HOSPITAL - MESS HALL

The mess hall serves as a commons room between meals, and the camera moves through the room, pausing at a few tables where various patients are playing cards, checkers, chess, and other games of their own devising. Only a few of the games actually appear to be played right. Most are played incorrectly or not even touched. A television set shows reruns of "The Three Stooges" and a few patients sit silently around it in wheelchairs. One patient lies on his back on the floor, watching the television upside-down. Another sits in an awkward position, legs wrapped around his neck and staring into thin air. The humor of the Stooges is lost by all but one man who laughs maniacally at every detail.

PAN IN towards Sam. He feels very out of place and looks forlornly out the window. We notice there are bars over the glass. No escape there. Aides stand at the doors, burly and intimidating. No escape anywhere.

SAM
(whisper)
I'm not crazy.

Sam looks over at two patients playing chess and wanders over to stand between them.

SAM
Hey, fellas. Did you see that?

PATIENT 1
See what?

Sam points away from them, and when they both look, he quickly rearranges some of their chess pieces. They look back and one of them rudely pushes Sam away.

PATIENT 2
Get out of here!

Sam moves away and waits. After a few seconds the patients notice something is wrong.

PATIENT 1
Hey. You're cheating.

PATIENT 2
Am not! Is this a cheatin' face?

Patient 2 rises to confront Patient 1, and the aides at the door notice. Both walk over to the two chess players and Sam takes the opportunity to slip out the door.

INT. HOSPITAL - HALLWAY



Sam looks around, swiping a lab coat from an abandoned medicine cart and then saunters down the hallway. None of the nurses or aides walking down the hallway take notice of him and he continues to act casually, looking for something.

INT. HOSPITAL - STAIRWAY

Sam climbs the stairs and -

INT. HOSPITAL - HALLWAY

Ducks into another hallway. He looks more closely at the doors, now, checking out the names on the info sheets next to the doorframes. He stops in front of one of the doors, eyes wide. This is it.

CLOSE UP on info sheet next to doorframe. We see the name "Dean Winchester."

CLOSE UP on Sam as he peers into the window.

POV. SAM

We don't see much, panning from left to right, but as we turn right, we see Dean huddled on the floor in the corner, nearly out of sight, his arms wrapped around his knees, his forehead resting on his arms.

INT. HOSPITAL - HALLWAY

SAM
Dean! Dean, can you hear me?

INT. HOSPITAL - DEAN'S ROOM

Dean slowly raises his head, looking at the window. Drugs have carved dark circles under his eyes and he looks haggard and weary. His eyes are roving and wary as he squints at Sam.



DEAN
Sam?

INT. HOSPITAL - HALLWAY

SAM
Dean! Are you okay?

INT. HOSPITAL - DEAN'S ROOM

Dean's demeanor changes drastically from wariness to rage.

DEAN
You son of a -

Dean attacks the door, slamming up against it in full force. The glass has been repaired in the window, but the doorframe shakes under his assault.

INT. HOSPITAL - HALLWAY

SAM
Dean! It's me! It's Sam! It's Sam!

Dean continues to attack the door, and the sound attracts the attention of some orderlies, who rush towards Sam. Two aides also appear, shoving Sam out of the way. They fling the door open and Dean tears past the aides towards Sam, tackling him and pinning him to the ground.

DEAN
(screams)
Why did you do it, Sam? What did I ever do to you?



The aides grab Dean and he punches one, knocking him over. Dean hook kicks the other in the back, but as he turns to go back for Sam, one of the orderlies plunges a needle into his arm. He drops like a stone in shock, eyes wide. He has enough strength to lash out from the floor, but the aides recover and grab him, dragging him back towards his room.

AIDE
Hold his leg!

The aides hold Dean down as he kicks against them, and another needle is plunged into his leg. This time, he slows enough for them to take control. Dean summons enough strength to stop them at the door, holding onto the doorpost.

DEAN
Sam . . . Baku. It's Baku. I told you. I'm not crazy. I'm not possessed. It's Baku. Baku . . . Sam. Can't you see him? Baku . . .

The drugs begin to kick in full force, and Sam still sits on the floor staring at Dean as Dean lets go of the doorpost, his eyes rolling back into his head. The camera follows Dean and the aides as they carry him to his bed and begin to strap leather restraints around his wrists and ankles.

CUT TO Sam, still staring at the door.

SAM
(whispers)
Baku.

We PULL BACK slightly to see the dark figure standing over Sam behind him out of his sight.

FLASH CUT TO INT. IMPALA (Carry On My Wayward Son - Kansas)

Dean is driving, sunglasses on, Sam awakens abruptly.

DEAN
Dude, is there any other way you know how to wake up? What is it with you and these dreams?

SAM
(horrified)
No. Not again.

[The Wonderer]

*claps hands*

When do we get an update ! I would LOVE to see this made into an episode, what a fabulous idea.

Great work

[Dean5339]

Tomorrow, whenever I get up the fourth and final act will premiere.

Glad you liked it. One of my favorite episodes that our team was able to put together. Sci-Fi was originally just a video maker for the team, but after reading this script that he wrote up- I knew I just had to include it in the 'line-up'

[demon hunter]

Wow you have me on the edge of my seat, it's really intense. Loved it, can't wait till tomorrow.

[kittypride]

Dude, just by reading this I think I am going crazy .


This would make for a nice episode. Great job so far. I am looking forward to the next act .

[kazmc]

WOW! Looking forward to the next instalment.

[daisymay]

This is amazing. It definitely would make a completely chilling episode. Totally ingenious.

[cooldude]

whoa and whoa

[Oceane]

I took your advice Dean and read it
This story is riveting and so intriguing
Can't wait to know how it'll end.

[Dean5339]

ACT IV

INT. IMPALA (Carry On My Wayward Son – Kansas)

Dean takes the shades off and gives Sam a perplexed look.



DEAN
What? You don’t like my music?

FLASH CUT TO
INT. HOSPITAL – LAB

Sam is strapped in the chair, wires and tubes attached to him. He is frantic and confused. Heyes is standing in front of him, trying to calm him.

SAM
Let me out! Make it stop! Make it stop!

HEYES
Sam, I told you it wasn’t wise to go see your brother. Now you’re all worked up about this whole thing. I need you to calm down.

SAM
How can you expect me to calm down when everyone thinks I’m crazy!

FLASH CUT TO
INT. IMPALA

DEAN
I can play something else.

FLASH CUT TO
INT. HOSPITAL – LAB

HEYES
Sam . . . Only you can help yourself.

SAM
I don’t even know what’s real anymore.

FLASH CUT TO
INT. IMPALA

DEAN
I’d really rather listen to this.

FLASH CUT TO
INT. HOSPITAL – LAB

HEYES
This is real, Sam. I can assure you of that. Everything you’ve been seeing, this other world you’ve told me of where you and your brother hunt monsters – that is the dream world, Sam. This . . . this is real.

SAM
(whispers)
How do I know?

HEYES
You have to trust me. You have to push the dreams away. You’ve told me what is going on. Which world makes sense? The one that keeps repeating itself, or the one that is actually advancing in your perception?

INT. HOSPITAL – SAM’S ROOM

Sam is sitting on his bed, flipping through the journal. He stops on one of the pages and peers closer. CLOSE UP on journal’s page. A Chinese symbol for Baku is drawn on the entire page. Underneath is written “Baku.” PAN OUT to show Sam.

FLASH CUT to INT. MOTEL

Dean is lying on one of the twin beds, flipping through channels on the television. Sam is sitting on the other bed, looking at his computer. Curtains billow in the open window. Dean is speaking in a flat, strange, monotone voice. We can tell this is not real because of the matter-of-fact way Dean is speaking. Sam squints at Dean in puzzlement.

DEAN
Baku. A dream eater. They eat nightmares.

FLASH CUT to INT. HOSPITAL – SAM’S ROOM

SAM
Dream eater.

FLASH CUT to INT. MOTEL

The camera cuts in closer to Dean.

DEAN
The Chinese used the symbol for protection – like the American Indians used dream catchers to catch their bad dreams.
(beat)
Maybe you should get a dream catcher, Sam. Baku might appreciate the help.

FLASH CUT to INT. HOSPITAL – SAM’S ROOM

Sam rips the page with the Chinese symbol out of the journal.

FLASH CUT to INT. MOTEL

Dean is still on the bed, speaking in the flat, monotone voice, and not looking at Sam. His focus is entirely on the television. The camera cuts in closer.

DEAN
Baku isn’t always good. He doesn’t always eat the bad dreams.

FLASH CUT to INT. HOSPITAL – SAM’S ROOM

Sam climbs on the bed with the paper in hand, looking for a place to put it on the wall.

FLASH CUT to INT. MOTEL

CLOSE UP on Dean’s face, looking away, flickering eerily blue in the light of the television.

DEAN
Sometimes, he gets out of control.

FLASH CUT to INT. HOSPITAL – SAM’S ROOM

The wall is smooth and there are no nails to hang the paper on. Sam looks at the bed, then begins tearing the sheets off the mattress.

FLASH CUT to INT. MOTEL

CLOSE UP on Dean’s face.

DEAN
Sometimes, he eats all of your dreams.

Dean looks directly into the camera.

DEAN
Sam. He’s here.

FLASH CUT to INT. HOSPITAL – SAM’S ROOM

Sam turns in alarm, and we see the shadowy figure vanish from the doorway. Sam has caught a split second glimpse of it, however.

Sam pulls a small spring out of the bed frame, straightens it, then sticks it into the wall above the headboard. He fastens the piece of paper to the end of the spring so the symbol is facing outward, hanging over his head.

All this is done quickly, and Sam turns to see if the shadow has appeared again. His heart is pounding and his eyes are wide in anticipation.

All is silent, but then –

POV. SAM

A shadowy figure has appeared outside the door in the window. It passes by quickly, but then, the door handle clicks and the door slowly begins to OPEN.

PAN OUT to reveal DR. HEYES entering.

HEYES
Sam! What’s wrong?

Sam stares wide eyed at the doctor.

HEYES
Sam . . . have you been taking your medicine? You don’t look well.

Two aides enter behind the doctor, and a nurse with a tray of assorted medical tools enters.

FLASH CUT to INT. IMPALA (Carry On My Wayward Son – Kansas)

CLOSE UP on Dean singing with the radio –



DEAN
Though my mind could think I still was a mad man . . .

FLASH CUT to INT. HOSPITAL – SAM’S ROOM

HEYES
Sam, we need to take you back to the lab for some more tests.

SAM
No. No, I don’t need anymore tests. I’m fine. I’m perfectly fine. It’s the Baku. It’s messing with my head.

FLASH CUT to INT. IMPALA

CLOSE UP on Dean singing with the radio –

DEAN
(singing)
I hear the voices when I’m dreaming
I can hear them say –

FLASH CUT to INT. HOSPITAL – SAM’S ROOM

Sam is pulling back from the doctor as he approaches with the aides and the nurse. He is pressed against the wall on his bed. Directly above him is the picture of the Chinese symbol: Baku.

HEYES
It’s all right, Sam. You can trust me.

POV. SAM

Heyes is approaching, and behind him materializes the dark figure that has appeared off and on throughout, it’s facial and body features indistinct, just a black shadow behind the doctor’s shoulder.

SAM
It’s here.

HEYES
Nothing is here, Sam. You’re having your dreams again. They’re delusions. Hallucinations. Productions of schizophrenia. Nothing more. There is nothing here.

SAM
No. It’s right there!



HEYES
Sammy . . . this world you have created with your brother and father hunting demons and monsters in the closet . . .
(beat)
Did you ever stop to think that maybe that was the delusion? That is the dream? This, perhaps, is reality? You’ve created something better for yourself to escape the reality that is . . . and I understand that, Sam. I really do. Why live in this reality where you are stuck in a little room and no one believes anything you say when you can create something where you and your brother are the heroes . . . saving people, fighting evil, traveling the country . . . But it isn’t real, Sam. It isn’t real. I’m trying to help you see that.

SAM
(whisper)
No.

FLASH CUT to INT. IMPALA (Carry on My Wayward Son - Kansas)

CLOSE UP on Dean, wearing sunglasses. He is talking in the strange, bored, monotone voice that he took on earlier in the motel. He stares out at the road in front of him.

DEAN
Sammy, you’re not listening to me.

FLASH CUT to INT. HOSPITAL – SAM’S ROOM

HEYES
Sammy, let me help you.

The shadowy figure looms over the doctor. It wants Sam. It raises its hands, revealing sharp, silver claws in the shadows.

FLASH CUT to INT. IMPALA

CLOSE UP on Dean, still wearing the shades, in the same position as we left off, staring out the window, driving.

DEAN
You have to wake up, Sam. You have to call on Baku. You have to ask him to eat your dreams.

PAN OUT to reveal Sam in the passenger’s seat next to Dean.

SAM
(angry)
I thought he wasn’t supposed to eat my dreams!

Dean removes his shades and looks at Sam, his eyes swirling grey, reminiscent of the shadowy figure.

DEAN
You have to ask him to.

FLASH CUT to INT. HOSPITAL – SAM’S ROOM

Heyes and the aides are almost to Sam, now. Heyes reaches out and gently touches Sam’s shoulder.

HEYES
Let me help you, Sam.

Sam cringes backwards as the shadowy figure engulfs the doctor and leers towards him. The Chinese symbol is directly over Sam’s head.

SAM
(desperate)
Baku!

PAN IN quickly towards Sam’s eyes, going into his eye and then FLASH CUT to several shots, flickering quickly, with a roar of voices in the background. We see quick shots of Sam’s escapade throughout, Dean screaming, Sam and Dean in the motel looking at the computer, the Chinese symbol, the shadowy figure looming over the doctor, and end with Dean being pulled into his room in the hospital, screaming, obviously insane while Sam looks on in horror.

FADE TO BLACK as the voices gradually fade away. The last voice we hear is Dean’s, in pain.

DEAN(V.O.)
Sam . . . told you . . . Can’t you see him?

For a long moment, all we see is black, then –

SAM(O.S.)
No!

CUT TO INT. MOTEL

Sam sits straight up in bed, panting and clutching at his chest.



DEAN(O.S.)
Well, I guess Sleeping Beauty finally decided to wake up.

Sam looks over to the next bed to see Dean comfortably sprawled out watching “The Three Stooges” on the television. Sam looks at the window and sees there are no curtains. The window is firmly closed and the shades are drawn tight and secure. He looks back at Dean, disbelieving.

DEAN
You know, you were starting to worry me for a while.

SAM
Huh?

DEAN
You’ve been sleeping for over twenty-four hours, dude.

SAM
What?

DEAN
Don’t “huh,” “what,” me. I couldn’t wake you up.
(beat)
I left for a bit, came back, and you were still sleeping. Course, then I thought – eh, he needs the sleep.

Sam throws the covers back and realizes he’s still in his nightwear. The sun is shining through the cracks in the window.

SAM
Dean . . . have you ever heard of Baku?

DEAN
Baku? You mean the Oriental spirit that eats bad dreams?

SAM
Yeah?

DEAN
Dad did some research on Baku and couldn’t come up with enough evidence to prove it was real. Didn’t really bother much with learning anymore about it. It isn’t a real spirit. Just a story. Legend has it if he overstays his call and you say his name when you wake up then he’ll leave. It’s also said they can change your bad dreams into good luck. The Chinese used to hang the symbol for Baku over their beds to keep nightmares away.

SAM
Dean . . . I had a really weird dream.

Dean raises his eyebrows. “Oh? As if you don’t have weird dreams all the time?”

SAM
(beat)
Never mind.

Sam gets up, tousles his hair and looks for fresh clothes in his bag.

SAM
We got anything to eat around here?

Dean flicks the TV off.

DEAN
No food here. You get dressed and we’ll hit the town.

Sam nods and smiles at his brother. He pauses, looking as though he wants to say something, then stops.

SAM
(beat)
Hey, Dean.

DEAN
Yeah, Sammy?

SAM
(beat)
Never mind.

FADE TO
INT. HOSPITAL – SAM’S ROOM (I Ain’t Scared of Lightening – Tom McRae)

We slowly move through the room, starting out facing the door, then turning around and focusing on the small desk. There is no journal there, and we turn slowly past the empty bed to reveal Sam huddled in the corner, looking pale, haggard, and unkempt. He is rocking back and forth on his heels, his arms wrapped around himself, eyes blank, staring into nothing, in his own world.

FADE TO
INT. HOSPITAL – HALLWAY OUTSIDE SAM’S ROOM

SAM(V.O.)
Sometimes you have to wonder if your perception of reality . . . is the truth.

Dr. Heyes stands outside of Sam’s door, looking in, a chart in his hand. He shakes his head sadly, marks the chart, then hangs it next to the door.

PAN IN to the window, looking in on Sam, rocking in the corner.

FADE TO
INT. MOTEL

Sam is in the same position as we left him, looking at Dean. The camera tilts upward to reveal a painting above Sam’s head over the bed. It is a painting by the Swiss-English artist Henry Fuseli (1741-1825) entitled “The Nightmare.” A demon is seated on the dreamer's chest, a hideous, shadowy creature, much like what Sam saw in the hospital.



PAN IN to the lower right corner of the painting, where, almost obscured, is the Chinese symbol for Baku.

[FADE TO BLACK]