Back from the break, Dean's sprawled across one of the motel beds with an icepack pressed against his concussed noggin when Sam returns from points elsewhere, and it's about this point in the episode that I became completely distracted by Jared Padalecki's shoulders as they struggled to break free from that form-fitting chocolate hoodie of his, so you'll have to forgive me if I stray a bit from the details over the next several scenes. In any event, after a brief pissing match during which Dean tiredly informs Brenda Blethyn that he will accept the SECRETS! and LIES! but will not tolerate being treated like a moron -- and I'm not going to touch that one, no sir -- we get some more information about this week's case, courtesy of never-seen Bobby in yet another phone call to Sam. Long story short, there's a "very obscure, very arcane" version of Revelation that contains a passage paralleling the current situation in Greybull, and the upshot is that demons have snatched the town's Reaper to slaughter the thing beneath "a solstice moon," thereby breaking yet another of the sixty-six seals necessary to free Lucifer from Hell, and I'm going to pretend they said "an equinoctial moon" and keep going, because there's no way in hell this episode is taking place in either December or June, so screw it. By the way, Sam bemoans the angels' absence at this, Our Intrepid Heroes' hour of need, which I mention only because it becomes important later. Clever show. Oh, clever, clever show. In any event, Dean quickly realizes that they'll have to become ghosts themselves in order to save the town's Reaper, and to that end he conjures up...
Episode Report CardDemian: A- | 2025 USERS: B
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