Deep within the lush coastal rainforests of southeastern South Dakota, Our Intrepid Heroes sit across from each other in The Emporium's study, paging through a variety of ancient texts while chit-chatting about Dean's recent breakup with his Heavenly boyfriend, with Dean at one point wondering aloud why My Sweet Baboo even bothered to flutter on over for their last tête-à-tête in the first place. Bobby soon enters with the answer to that: One of the journals they swiped from The Campbell Family Archives is missing. Turns out Moishe Campbell -- of "the New York Campbells," by the way, for those of you who appreciate a dose of vaguely offensive ethnic humor with your Supernatural season finales -- was a contemporary of Raoul's ill-mannered nemesis, so it's quite a good thing that "paranoid bastard" Bobby xeroxed a copy of the guy's diary before Castiel swooped in and stole it. Bobby's even identified an entry relevant to this evening's primary plotline, in which Moishe tells of an impromptu visit to Providence, where he discussed "the events of March 10th" with "Howard Phillips," "Howard Phillips" of course being the first and middle names of the rude and trifling scourge who evidently ruined one of Raoul's long-ago vacations. "Horrible man! [Slurp!]" Naturally, Dim Dean has no idea who Lovecraft is, because he was "too busy having sex with women," but Studious Sam's quite excited about the whole thing, and becomes even more so when Bobby reminds him that Lovecraft's oeuvre frequently dealt with "opening doors to other dimensions and lettin' scary crap through." Like I said before: Never read the guy, never will, so if that's a mischaracterization of his work, scream at somebody who cares. Are we done here? "I think we are!" Excellent.

Bendy Estates. The Brat lounges on his bed, listening to something indecipherable on his iPod while paging through a comic book entitled Cthulhu Tales. Meanwhile, Bendy Lisa and her new beau are downstairs in her tastefully appointed living room, watching a baseball game on her massive flat-screen TV when...a demonically enhanced bruiser batters down Bendy Lisa's front door! DUN! The Brat immediately whips off his iPod and creeps out onto the stairwell landing to watch as the initial intruder quickly throws Bendy Lisa into a headlock. The Beau, for his part, approaches the initial intruder with placating hand gestures, and for his trouble gets his neck snapped by the initial intruder's just-appearing sidekick. "VIOLENCE!" shrieks Raoul, now thoroughly enjoying this otherwise tedious scene. "WANTON ACTS OF UNREPENTANT NECK-SNAPPING VIOLENCE AND GOOOOOOOOOOOOORE!" The Brat races back upstairs to barricade himself in his bedroom, where he immediately calls Dean. The conversation goes something like this: