Dean, still on the floor, struggles to put some distance between himself and Meg. He pulls out a handgun and aims it, but Meg says, "Come on, Dean. Did your brain get French Fried in Hell?" Oh, I guess she did know. Well then, she's dumber than I thought when she's not possessed. She tells him he can't shoot her with bullets. But Dean isn't shooting her and says so, takes aim at the chandelier hanging over her head, and it drops on her, dusting her like she's a vampire on Buffy. He groans, "Iron," then lies back down and groans some more.
Sam, Dean and Bobby discuss that the ghosts are all people they know and couldn't save. Dean mentions the brand on Meg's hand and Sam says he saw the same thing on Henrickson. He sketches it. Dean says that's it and Bobby thinks he's seen it before, which is pretty good, considering Sam's infamous art skillz. Bobby hands Sam some books, says they have to move it and to follow him. When Sam asks where they're going, Bobby says, "Someplace safe, you edjit. Bobby leads them down cellar to a cast iron encased panic room. The walls are completely coated with salt, but we'll handwave away salt's corrosive properties, and echo Dean. "Bobby, you're awesome." Dean catches his breath for a moment as he spots a poster of the lovely Bo Derek, from her role in the film, 10, which is totally different from the film, Se7en. I don't even think anyone yells, "What's in the box," right Dean? "Right."
The boys prepares salt shots as Bobby researches the hand brand haunting band, and Dean explains why he can't get behind God. If he doesn't exist, then bad crap happens to people without rhyme or reason, and that's just how it is. "But if he is out there, what's wrong with him? Where the hell is he while all these decent people are getting torn to shreds? How does he live with himself? Why doesn't he help?" Dean, you sound just like Meg when she was accusing you. I'm just sayin'... Besides, sweetie, philosophers have wrestled with the problem of evil for millennia. Dean looks to Sam who looks to Bobby, who says, "I ain't touching this one with a ten-foot pole." Dean just says, "Yeah." Bobby's found the symbol, though, which is good news for Dean and fantastic news to the fans who really wouldn't want to sit through a philosophy of religion and theology argument with Bobby, Sam, and Dean -- unless they're drunk -- and by they're I mean the characters and the audience. The brand is "The Mark of the Witness." All witnesses to the unnatural, none of these ghosts died ordinary deaths and then they were forced to rise. They woke up in agony like I'm going to in just a couple of hours -- but none of them have kids to get off to school or other jobs to do. They're like rabid dogs (the marked ghosts, not my kids...usually). Bobby says, "Someone rose 'em, on purpose." RAISED. Sam asks, "Who?" and Bobby, bless him, says, "Do I look like I know?" Heh. "But whoever it was used a spell so powerful it left a mark -- a brand on their souls," much like this exposition is doing to me. Bobby continues that whoever did this had big plans conducting this "Rising of the Witnesses," which figures into an ancient prophecy. Dean wants to know what book the prophecy is from. Bobby says, "The widely distributed version is just for tourists you know, but long story short -- Revelations," the implication being that there are secret portions of the book not available to the more mundane among us. Bobby's been so awesome this episode that I won't mock him for bungling the book's name, which is Revelation. I'll save that for the writers, instead. Sigh. Bobby says this is a sign of apocalypse. Sam and Dean search their souls, each for their own reasons, and we hear the METAL TEETH CHOMP! around their brains.