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**Poll Results: Love Interest**
You all rocked that poll—thanks for voting! Selene Stoneheart's the winner for John Harrison's love interest. Get ready for some heartfelt twists ahead!
**Novel Update: Wild Turns Coming**
John Harrison's not sticking to the usual script anymore. Buckle up for surprises, tough challenges, and a story that'll keep you guessing!
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The Winchester brothers headed back to Lucas, itching for another clue to crack this Lake Manitoc mess. The kid met them with a shy grin, eyes lit up like he knew something big. He handed over a folded paper, practically buzzing with hope.
Dean opened it up—a drawing of a boy with a red bike next to a white church. Every detail popped, like Lucas poured everything into it. This wasn't just art; it was a lead.
Dean's eyes got wide, brain racing. "A kid with a red bike… This might be it. We've got to find that church."
Sam nodded, all in. "That church could hold the key. Let's check it out and see what's hiding there."
They tracked down the white church from the drawing, feeling a heavy quiet wash over them as they stepped inside. Something about the place felt special, almost alive with old stories.
Next to the church sat a little house, nothing fancy, but it pulled them in. They knocked, holding their breath, not sure what they'd find.
Martha answered—middle-aged, tired eyes, carrying a weight you could see. She looked them over, curious but guarded, then waved them in. She'd lived there forever, holding onto a secret that dragged her down.
Dean kept it gentle but direct. "We're digging into the church's past. Know anything that might explain the weird stuff happening around here?"
Martha paused, glancing between them, deciding if she could trust them. Then she let out a breath and started talking—about losing her son, Peter Sweeney, 35 years ago. He'd been out on his red bike when he vanished. Her face showed every bit of that hurt, all the questions she'd never answered.
Sam listened, feeling her pain hit close to home. He knew what it was like to lose someone and chase answers that wouldn't come. He reached out, resting a hand on hers, just being there.
Then his eyes caught a photo on the wall—young Bill Carlton next to a kid who had to be Peter. It clicked hard. Was Bill tied to Peter disappearing? Could he be the spark behind this angry ghost?
They raced to Bill's place by the lake, needing the truth. But when they got there, he was already out on his boat, heading straight for the middle. Panic kicked in—they couldn't let him face that spirit alone.
They bolted to the shore, hearts hammering. Dean yelled, voice sharp. "We've got to reach him! He's in trouble!"
Too late. Bill's boat flipped—like something yanked it over. He thrashed in the water, shouting for help, but the current wouldn't let go. They tried, but the ghost was stronger. Bill went under, gone.
The lake calmed, leaving them staring at the water, gut-punched. This wasn't just a hunt anymore—it was real, and it hurt.
They dragged themselves to the sheriff's office, heads spinning. Sheriff Jake Devins met them, mad and worn out. He'd figured out they weren't wildlife officers—their cover was blown. Still, seeing how Lucas trusted them, he didn't call the feds. But he made it clear: they had to leave town.
Outside, on the edge of Lake Manitoc, Dean snapped. "Why bother? Let 'em deal with it themselves," he muttered, kicking at the dirt.
Sam and John swapped a look, feeling his frustration. They got it, but they couldn't ditch Lucas or the others stuck in this nightmare.
Sam clapped a hand on Dean's shoulder. "I know it's a mess, Dean, but we can't walk away. People need us—even if it's risky."
John backed him up. "He's right. We can't let this ghost keep hurting folks. We've got to stop it, bring some peace."
Dean huffed, torn but coming around. "Alright, fine. We're in too deep to quit. Let's take this thing down."
Sam's eyes fired up. "That's it, Dean. We're not backing off now. We'll beat this spirit and break the revenge loop."
They took a beat to breathe, knowing the real fight was coming. Going back into town, facing that ghost—it'd be their toughest job yet. But they weren't letting Lake Manitoc's secrets claim anyone else.
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Ever lose a friend's note you swore you'd keep safe? That's how Martha feels about Peter—except it's her kid, and it's been 35 years of wondering. The brothers are like you trying to find it, piecing together clues from Lucas' drawing. It's all made-up here, but it's the same vibe—chasing something lost to make things right.
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**Author's Note:**
Thanks for diving into Chapter 9 of *Supernatural Chronicles: The Arc of Destiny*. Lucas drops another big hint, sending the brothers to a white church where they uncover Peter Sweeney's story from Martha. Bill Carlton's link to Peter's disappearance comes clear—then ends bad when the ghost takes him out. Sheriff Devins boots them from town, but they're not done. Next chapter, they'll face that spirit in a do-or-die showdown to crack Lake Manitoc's secrets. Keep with us—it's heating up!
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