After Ruby was showered and dressed, she went into the living room. Dean's phone chimed and Ruby picked it up off the table and handed it to Dean. His hair was messy, but he looked a lot better.

She was in the doorway of the room when she heard Dean say "What the hell?" Ruby walked over to the couch and Dean handed her the phone. "Rockford, Illinois," Dean stated. It was a text from an unknown number. It was just an address in Illinois.

"There goes our siesta. Do you know who sent that? I mean I know it says unknown number, but..."

Dean sat up carefully. "No idea." Castiel stepped forward out of the shadows offering Dean help, but Dean held up his hand. "I'm fine, Cas." He was a little unsteady. He leaned in the doorway of the bedroom where the others were and waved his phone. "We've got something."

• • •

Ruby came back inside from putting their bags in the cars. "So?" she asked Sam.

He closed the laptop. "Classic abandoned asylum. Cops got a call saying that some teens had broken in. They went in and got out without incident until one of the cops got home, shot his wife, and then killed himself."

Mary was in the corner on the phone. She hung up. "Last hunter I know near that area said it wasn't her that texted Dean. Question is: who the hell was it?"

• • •

A half a day later they were in Illinois. They had started a system where Cas and Mary would ride together, and Sam, Dean, and Ruby would ride in Dean's car. Castiel and Mary went on to the motel to do more research while the other three went straight to the asylum.

It was exactly how Ruby imagined it would be. Dark and dirty with graffiti everywhere from the teens who snuck in all the time. They could barely see anything even with the low sunlight coming in through the bared windows. There were double doors underneath a sign saying "South Wing" along with chains that had been snapped by bolt cutters. Ruby shoved the chains with her feet. "Look."

Dean came over and pushed the door open with his gun. It creaked. Then he took out some small electronic thing. It had a gauge in the center and five lights on the top. Dean pulled an antenna out of the top; the lights turned red and it started making a whining noise.

"EMF detector." Sam said, seeing Ruby's confusion. It basically tells us if there's ghosts around or if there have been. There probably aren't any around right now because it's day time."

"Yeah, the freaks come out at night," Dean said. Ruby rolled her eyes. The mood got darker as they moved into the next room. There were all kinds of things in there like stuff for electroshock therapy and lobotomies.

"I hate this." Ruby picked up a rusty scalpel and tossed it across the room.

"You wanna be careful throwing sharp objects? Geez." Dean seemed mildly irritated.

"Sorry. It's just... The things they did to these people. They were already in Hell in their minds and then these people put them through physical Hell too. There's also the fact that some of them were just put here because there parents didn't want them or couldn't handle them." She wanted to punch a wall.

"Well, here's someone you can blame. Dr. Sanford Ellicott." Dean held up a name plate. "Let's go find out more about our friend here and come back after hours. But first." Dean cleared the desk and put the name plate in the center. "A little target practice for my angry little sister. If you hit it on the first try from across the room, I'll buy you a beer."

She hit it on the first try.

• • •

"So this is where the riot happened?" Mary asked. They were at the hospital again. It was dark now, so they all had flashlights out. They did some research before they came. There was a riot in 1964. It was so bad that they shut the asylum down soon after. Some bodies weren't even recovered. Dr. Ellicott included.

"Yep," Ruby popped her lips on the p. They were crossing into the South Wing. They'd also found out that not long ago, three teens went in and only one came out.

Castiel was looking at the screen of a camera. "There's all these white dots on the screen." He tilted his head and squinted at it.

"That would be the ghosts," Sam said, turning around to look at Cas. He turned back around and was toe to toe with a ghost. It was a woman in tones of gray with red splotches of blood on her face. Ruby went right into action, turning to the side and shooting a salt round into the ghost. It dissipated.

Sam exhaled sharply. "Thanks," he said breathlessly. "That was actually really good."

"That's a pretty sucky compliment," Ruby pointed out.

"We should split up. We still need to find those bodies and this place is huge," Dean pointed out. "Me and Cas will go left. Mom, you go straight. Sam, Ruby, you go right." Ruby noticed the pattern. Dean didn't want Cas to go alone, maybe because he thought he didn't know what he was doing. He knew their mom was good, so he told her to go by herself. But he still thought Ruby wasn't ready. She went along with it though.

About five minutes later, Sam and Ruby were in a room when they heard a girl scream. They ran.