It was half past five in the evening when Dean pulled the Impala up in front of the Crown Point Public Library. He put the car into park before turning to look at his brother in the passenger's seat.

Sam shoved the pile of files and police reports he had been pouring over during the trip from the Crown Point Police Department to the town's library up onto the dashboard in front of him.

"No getting distracted by all the books alright, I don't need you going into geek heaven in the middle of a case." Dean said with a smirk as he glanced over at Sam.

Sam rolled his eyes and threw his brother a look before pushing open the car door and stepping out.

"Meet me back at the motel when you're done." Dean called, leaning over towards the right side of the car.

Sam gave a wave of acknowledgement before shutting the Impala's door and turning towards the front steps of the library.

After finishing up the trickster case at that university, the two hunters had received a call from Ellen about a case she had caught wind of. Apparently there had been three missing persons reports the past couple weeks in the town of Crown Point, Indiana. All three people had no obvious relation to each other except that they had recently disappeared without any trace. The first one, no one was really sure where he had been when he went missing. The second was last seen at the local mall, where Dean would be heading to check out the security footage. The latest one, a librarian at the Crown Point Public Library, was reported missing just a couple days ago. Sam hoped something could be gleaned from a visit to the library.

The first thing Sam noticed when he stepped through the front doors of the library, was the security camera positioned right outside the doorway with a perfect look at the entrance. Hopefully security footage had captured something of substance, something the police might have missed when they undoubtedly looked at it.

The Crown Point library was pretty impressive, considering the smaller size of the town. It looked like it was probably built fairly recently, likely to replace the old original town library. To the left of the entrance there was a long desk where a dark haired woman that looked to be in her late twenties sat alone, invested in whatever she was looking at on the computer screen in front of her.

"Excuse me," Sam said, approaching the woman, "I'm Agent Morse, with the FBI. I'm investigating the Samantha Simmons disappearance." He told her politely, holding up his false badge for her to see.

The woman looked up startled from her computer screen. Her expression of uncertainty shifted to one of remorse as she realized what he was there for.

"Oh, right. You know, I talked to an officer about that already." She told him unhappily.

Sam nodded as he slid the badge back into the inner pocket of his suit jacket, "I know, and I wouldn't bother you if it weren't necessary. However, FBI has to conduct its own separate investigation." Sam explained.

The woman nodded in understanding. "I'll tell you what I told the officer, I didn't see anything because I wasn't here. Samantha was the only one working here at the time, filling in for me actually. I had a bachelorette party I wanted to go to, if you can believe it." The woman said with a humorless laugh.

Sam's eyes softened. "It's not your fault Ms….Anderson." He told her gently after reading the name 'Julia Anderson' off of the name tag pinned to her shirt. "We'll do whatever we can to find her." He assured her.

Julia let out a sad sigh and nodded. "I know, I just wish I could be of more help. All I have is the footage from the security camera at the entrance which the police don't seem to think has much on it." She told him.

Sam knew that just because the cops hadn't caught anything important on the security tape, didn't mean there was nothing there. "Is there only the one camera?" He asked Julia.

"Yeah, there's only one entrance and no one saw the need to install a whole bunch of security cameras in a place where the majority of items where free to take anyway. Guess no one thought someone would get abducted from here." Julia murmured sadly.

"That's alright. I'd like to take a look at the footage, but first I need to take a look around, if that's ok with you?" Sam wasn't all that optimistic that he'd find any clues in the library, were it an older building it could be possible that there was some sort of hidden passageway that had allowed the kidnapper to get out without going past the security camera. But seeing as the library seemed to be a fairly new build, that seemed unlikely.

"Yes, uh-go ahead." Julia told him.

Sam gave her an appreciative smile before heading off to look around the library. While it was a large library, it seemed fairly empty, he had only noticed two other people other than the librarian when he had come in.

Sam weaved his way between the many tall shelves of books, hoping for some sort of clue to show up that the cops might have missed. Sam was near the back of the library, in between the two last bookshelves on that side when he heard a voice behind him saying a jumble of words that were definitely not English.

Sam whipped around to see a young woman, with long strawberry blonde hair and a ribbon tied around her head like a hairband standing there, clutching a large and very old looking book.

Sam moved forward to grab the book away from her, whatever it was that she was saying sounded an awful lot like a hex or curse of some sort, certainly not something he wanted to let her finish.

"Stop!" Sam shouted, his reaching hand just a few inches away from taking hold of the book. However, before Sam could grab it, the woman finished with her chanting and a heavy wave of dizziness hit Sam like a truck. He let out a groan of pain and pressed a hand to his pounding head as he stumbled backwards.

"Just relax, let it happen." Sam heard the woman coo softly as he fell to his hands and knees. Sam tried to pull himself back up to his feet, but he could feel himself go lightheaded, he knew it was only a matter of time before he passed out.

Sure enough, in a matter of moments Sam had slipped into unconsciousness. However, it lasted only briefly. When Sam opened his eyes a few minutes later, his head was swimming. It took a few moments for everything to come into focus. But when it did, Sam was sure he was dreaming, or hallucinating. To the left and right of him, two absolutely massive walls extended up. The longer Sam looked, he realized that what he was looking at were a bookshelves, only they were unbelievably huge. But, if those were two giant bookshelves, then that meant…

With a gulp, Sam looked forward to see a pair of turquoise shoes the size of cars standing in front of him. Sam's eyes only widened further as he lifted his gaze up to see the rest of the towering woman in front of him.

The woman looked down at him, a wide smile plastered on her face. "Gotcha."