INT. MOTEL ROOM
Dean stares down at the journal. Eyes fixed on the writing.
MAN’S VOICE
I was told that the only way to find who you are…
A WHITE LIGHT encompasses and BLINDS the screen.
FLASH CUT:
INT. HOSPITAL- DAN’S ROOM- FLASHBACK
We see a middle aged man, DAN MORGAN, on a hospital bed. Machinery is everywhere. We pan into the room to reveal a teenage boy, KYLE, sitting by his side holding his father’s hand.
KYLE (V.O.)
Is to look to the past…
DAN
Now, listen to me closely… when I’m gone, I’m going to need you take care of your mother.

Tears stream down Kyle’s face. Kyle tries to hold his emotions back… he wipes the tears away and shakes his head no.
KYLE
Don’t talk like that Dad. I’m not going to let you die.
DAN
It’s my time… it’s the way it was meant to be.
KYLE
This isn’t fair.
DAN
Nothing in life is. I want you to know, that I... I love you son.
KYLE
Don’t…
Kyle stands up, swiping his tears away. He begins to back away his father.
KYLE
Don’t talk like that, Dad. I’m not going to let you die. You’re not going to die.
Kyle runs off.
INT. HOSPITAL- HALLS
Kyle runs through the halls of the hospital, pushing his way through the bustling activity.
DAN (O.S.)
(sympathetic)
Kyle!!!
Kyle stops, breathes out and begins to break down into tears. He leans against a wall for support.
FLASH CUT:
EXT. CROSSROADS- NIGHT- FLASHBACK
Rain pours down from the sky above, lightning rages everywhere. Kyle bends down in the middle of the crossroads holding onto a black book. His car is parked off to the side, passenger door open. CRANE DOWN to a CLOSE UP on his face.
KYLE
(in Latin)
Satan! Appear O Prince of Darkness! You’re humble servant beckons! Through time eternal, through endless space, I beg thee… journey to this place.
Lightning STRIKES down in the middle of the road. Kyle shields his eyes. Darkness overwhelms the land. CLOSE UP on Kyle as he breathes a breath of cold air. CLOSE UP on his eyes looking on in horror.
POV. KYLE
Standing in the middle of the road we see Beelzebub. Beelzebub grins as he approaches the boy.
KYLE
(trembling)
I… I need your help.
Beelzebub grins.
BEELZEBUB
Your father.
Kyle nods.
KYLE
He’s sick… dying from…
BEELZEBUB
Cancer?
Kyle nods.
KYLE
Please, save him…
Beelzebub nods. He looks down towards Kyle as though he is a runt of the litter.
BEELZEBUB
I only ask one thing in return…
KYLE
My soul? You can have it. Just cure my father.
Beelzebub takes out a scroll and hands Kyle the contract. Kyle cuts his finger on the contract and blood pours down onto the line for a signature. Beelzebub takes it from him.
KYLE
Cure him…
Beelzebub snaps his fingers, lightning flashes all around him.
BEELZEBUB
Done!
Beelzebub disappears into the lightning. Kyle stands up and slowly backs away. A shiver runs up his spine. RING… RING… RING… Kyle answers the phone.
KYLE
Hello?
His sister, MELANIE MORGAN, is on the other end of the phone.
MELANIE (O.C.)
Kyle…
Kyle wipes his tears away.
KYLE
Yeah.
MELANIE (O.C.)
It’s dad…
KYLE
(fearful)
Dad?… What is it?
MELANIE (O.C.)
He’s cured Kyle… doctor’s say it’s a miracle. Dad’s going to live.
Kyle’s jaw goes numb. His hand drops to his side. He stares out over the crossroads.
MELANIE (O.C.)
Kyle… you there?… Kyle?
PAN BACK to see Kyle still standing in the middle of the crossroads, lightning flashes in the sky… the front door of his car swings back and forth in the wind.
FLASH CUT:
INT. MORGAN FAMILY KITCHEN- FLASHBACK
Kyle sits at the middle of the table staring down towards a birthday cake. His father, sister and mother stand behind him. CLOSE UP on the candle’s flickering flame and the letters “Eighteen” frosted onto the cake. Dan places his hand on his son’s shoulder.
DAN
I’m proud of you.
Kyle smiles as he blows out the last candle.
KYLE (V.O.)
After my Dad was saved something about him changed...
FLASH CUT:
EXT. ALLEYS- NIGHT- FLASHBACK
Dan and his wife, SANDRA MORGAN, cut through an abandoned alley. They smile and laugh. Sandra hangs onto her husband’s shoulder.
A MUGGER steps forward, out of the fog, gun aimed at them.
MUGGER
Money, jewelry… now!
Dan folds his arms and shakes his head “no.”
KYLE (V.O.)
It was like he wasn't afraid to die. Laughed in the face of danger, he got so caught up in his own world...
Dan violently approaches the mugger. BAM! Sandra SCREAMS. As she watches her husband plummet to the ground, dead… the mugger bends down and steals his wallet.
KYLE (V.O.)
That he never saw it coming.
The mugger hears police sirens in the distance. He stares at Sandra, coldly.
MUGGER
It didn’t need to be like this.
The mugger runs off. PAN BACK to reveal Beelzebub watching everything unfold, a sadistic grin spread across his face.
FLASH CUT:
INT. MORGAN FAMILY HOME- KYLE’S BEDROOM- FLASHBACK
A normal teenage guy’s room… Kyle is on the phone. He hangs the phone up. He stares into the mirror… breathing FAST and HARD, angry as hell. Kyle SCREAMS in ANGER. He paces back and forth in the room.
KYLE
God damn it!!!
Kyle THROWS a bible against the glass mirror. Shattering. We hear applause from behind. Kyle stops, blood runs cold, as he turns around to face Beelzebub grinning.
BEELZEBUB
That’s the spirit!
Kyle points at Beelzebub.
KYLE
You.
Beelzebub nods.
KYLE
We had a…
BEELZEBUB
Contract?
Kyle nods.
BEELZEBUB
And your father was cured.
Kyle shakes his head in anger as he violently shoves himself towards Beelzebub. Beelzebub disappears as Kyle RAMS into the wall. Beelzebub appears behind him. Kyle, weakly, glances up towards him.

BEELZEBUB
I will be back… when it is your time to stand by our bargain.
Lightning flashes outside and in an instant Beelzebub is gone.
FADE TO:
EXT. CEMETERY- AFTERNOON- FLASHBACK
Kyle bends down next to his father’s grave. The sky is gray and rain pours down from above. Kyle places his hand on top of his father’s headstone. CLOSE UP on his eyes, full of dread and remorse.
We gradually FADE TO the eyes of an older Kyle, in his late twenties. We PAN BACK to reveal that we are in…
INT. KYLE’S APARTMENT - FLASHBACK
The place is a mess. Pizza boxes and beer cans scattered around the room. Kyle reclines in his lazy boy, holding a beer bottle in his hand, drifting out into space…
KYLE
Dad…
KNOCK… KNOCK… KNOCK… Kyle weakly glances up at the bolted door, stands up and wobbles towards it, barely able to walk in a straight line. He looks through the peephole.
POV. KYLE
JENNIFER waits on the other side of the door. This is the woman Dean met in the alley.
Kyle unbolts the door. Jennifer enters the apartment.
JENNIFER
You’ve been drinking again…
Jennifer glances around the room and sighs.
JENNIFER
Why do you always do this to yourself?
Kyle shrugs, nonchalantly and forces a faked grin.
KYLE
It’s fun.
JENNIFER
What’s wrong?
Kyle swings his beer bottle around and it CLANKS another beer bottle. Both bottles shatter upon impact.

KYLE
Nothing’s wrong.
JENNIFER
You need help.
KYLE
NOTHING’S WRONG!!!
Jennifer approaches Kyle…
JENNIFER
Why won’t you ever let me in.
Kyle pushes his tears away and points towards the door.
KYLE
Go.
JENNIFER
Don’t do this to yourself.
KYLE
(struggles)
Go…
Jennifer sighs, looks back towards Kyle, and leaves the apartment.
Kyle’s drops to his knees screaming in AGONY, a black mist covers his eyes… his screaming grows into a FIERCE laughter as we…
POV. KYLE
THE SCREEN GOES PITCH BLACK. We hear heavy breathing, women screaming in fear. Light shines through revealing that we are at...
EXT. PIER- FLASHBACK
Kyle looks down towards his hands, horrified. CLOSE UP on his hands revealing blood. The camera quickly CIRCLES around him. Creating a sense of extreme dizziness. CLOSE UP on Kyle, frightened.
KYLE
How?
FLASH CUT:
INT. KYLE’S APARTMENT- FLASHBACK
A man in his late forties, wearing a business coat, enters the room. This is Kyle’s PSYCHOLOGIST.
PSYCHOLOGIST
You said, you wanted to see me?
Kyle nods.
PSYCHOLOGIST
Tell me, what’s on your mind…
KYLE
I’ve been having these blackouts.
Kyle looks at his psychologist, afraid.
KYLE
I need to know what’s happening to me. What I’m doing, when I lose consciousness.
LATER:
Kyle is sitting on his lazy boy couch, hypnotized, eyes closed.
PSYCHOLOGIST
Now I need you to tell me what you remember…
KYLE
I was in my apartment… alone… then I began to…
PSYCHOLOGIST
You began to, what?
(beat)
Kyle?
Kyle grins as his eyes snap open… Kyle laughs.
PSYCHOLOGIST
What is the meaning of this?
KYLE
Glad you could drop by.
FLASH CUT TO: LATER...
Kyle stands over the psychologist, hands bloody, he looks around the room… terrified.
KYLE (V.O.)
They never traced the murder back to me. I don’t even know if I killed him.
INT. MOTEL ROOM
Dean flips the page, entranced by the story unfolding before his eyes. There is only one line remaining.
KYLE (V.O.)
I am meeting someone at the pier, I don't know who it is. But, they promise me that they can make me better.
Dean closes the journal.

DEAN
Well, I’ll be damned.
KATE
What is it?
DEAN
The whole thing, from the very beginning was a trap.
(beat)
When he sold his soul, he became the devil’s puppet. Became a vessel.
KATE
(skeptical)
You’re saying the devil killed those people?
Dean nods his head. He rips out a page from the journal.
KATE
Why?
DEAN
I don’t know… but, I have to find out.
Dean stops up and moves towards the door.
KATE
Don’t… they have that place guarded.
DEAN
I don’t care anymore… I have to tell Sam what happened. Maybe he can fill in the missing piece of the puzzle.
Dean walks out of the room.
EXT. PRISON- NIGHT
ANGLE DOWN on the prison. RAPID FAST CUTS of the prison.
ANGLE DOWN to see Dean using his bomber jacket as a “grapple” and hops over the gated fence. He drops onto both feet in a kneeling position. He looks around, grabs his bomber jacket and puts it back on. He stops as he hears a guard approaching on walkie-talkie. The guard looks around the yard and continues on his way. Dean sneaks up behind him and knocks the guard out. He looks around. Safe.
FADE TO:
INT. PRISON- CELL BLOCK
Dean approaches Sam’s prison cell from afar wearing the guard’s uniform. Sam looks up and notices. He bolts straight up.
SAM
Dean?!
Dean smiles.
DEAN
Sammy. Been a while. I’m sorry.
SAM
You’re a wanted man.
DEAN
So, they tell me.
Dean looks at his brother, sympathetically.
DEAN
I need you to tell me what happened.
SAM
You already know. You were there.
Dean shakes his head no.
DEAN
When you died.
(beat)
You have to tell me what happened when you died, Sammy.
Tears begin to roll down Sam’s eyes.
SAM
Nothing.
DEAN
Cut the act.
SAM
NOTHING HAPPENED!
DEAN
You need to tell me Sam, it’s the only way I can help you.
Sam sighs and looks away.
DEAN
God damn it!!!
Dean BANGS his fist against a prison cell wall.
DEAN
What happened when you died?!
Sam looks away, avoiding eye contact.
DEAN
Something happened, no way getting around that. Now tell me what it was.
Sam sighs and nods his head okay.

SAM
I went to hell, Dean… you hear the stories, the legends. But, the actual thing… there’s nothing that can ever prepare you for that. Trapped, alone, with no one but yourself and your guilt. And every day that goes by, you wish, you pray that someway somehow you can make everything right.
DEAN
Jessica…
Sam nods.
SAM
But, in the end… you can’t. It’s too late. Because they’ve already endured the pain and suffering of an eternity ten fold.
Awkward silence. Dean looks down at the scrap from the journal and back towards Sam.
DEAN
You didn’t kill that man.
SAM
Dean, what are you saying?
(beat)
I killed him. You were there.
DEAN
You weren’t yourself. He broke you Sam. The devil? He broke you.
Dean hands Sam the scrap journal page. Sam looks at it in shock.
SAM
No…
DEAN
You can’t be held responsible. It was out of your control. The metal shard that cut into me... the presence in the area... hell, I highly doubt this guy even knew Jessica let alone kill her. The devil must have shifted perceptions or something. Made you see what he wanted you to...
SAM
You think this makes it better? It makes it worse. This means that man was innocent.
DEAN
Sam…
Sam shakes his head no.
SAM
The devil may have given me the gun. But, I was the one who pulled the trigger.
DEAN
It wasn’t your choice!
SAM
I had complete control of my actions.
Dean sighs and shakes his head no.
DEAN
I’m getting you out of here.
SAM
Dean, no… this is where I belong.
DEAN
I’m not going to let you rot away in some prison cell for the rest of your life.
SAM
It’s not your choice, Dean. It’s mine. I killed someone, now I have to pay for the consequences.
(beat)
This is who I am. Who I was always going to be…
(devastated)
What differentiates me from the things we hunt?
DEAN
For one thing, you’re not evil.
Sam looks at Dean, not buying it.
SAM
(realization)
You have to kill me.
DEAN
What?!
SAM
Before I continue to “change.” Dean, I don’t want this to go on like it has. Since I got back, all I’ve been feeling is anger. Rage.
(beat)
It’s only a matter of time before I kill someone else.
DEAN
You won’t. You were vulnerable and it used that against you.
SAM
I let it. I gave in… I didn’t have to.
Tears rolls down Dean’s eyes, he shakes his head no.

DEAN
No.
(beat)
No.
SAM
Dean…
DEAN
SHUT UP! Just SHUP UP already!
(sympathetic)
You’ve hit a rough edge, I get it. I understand. I’m here for you man. But, that doesn’t mean you’re going Dahmer.
SAM
Dean, I killed that man in cold blood.
DEAN
The longer you let this haunt you, the worse it’s going to get. Trust me, I know.
SAM
How can you possibly know what I’m going through?
DEAN
I don’t, not completely. But, what I do know is that if you keep on blaming yourself for what happened it’s going to drive you insane. You have to let it go… you have a choice Sam.
We hear prison guards approaching.
DEAN
You will always have a choice.
Dean walks away. Sam sighs and slumps back down. Prison guards walk past the line of cells with flashlights making sure that everyone is in their cell and not causing any trouble.
Dean leans against a wall, checking behind his right shoulder as the guards walk by. Tears roll down his eyes, but he pushes them away and hurries off.
Sam sits alone in his cell, devastated. He stares against the rotting gray walls.