Dayroom Of The Deranged. Dean, with positively manic levels of enthusiasm, marvels over Uncle Martin's therapeutic clown paintings for a very long while until Sam somewhat impatiently steers the conversation back to the matter at hand. The gentlemen bang their heads together until Uncle Martin finally realizes they're dealing with a Wraith. Which, you know, for the purposes of this evening's plot means -- roughly -- "someone who sucks brain juice out of crazy people's skulls." Lovely. "Don't knock it 'til you've tried it!" Don't front, mouse breath. "Well!" The good news? You can kill them with silver. The bad news? They can pass as humans, which of course means that everyone who is not Uncle Martin, Sam, Dean, or a corpse is now a suspect. Uncle Martin helpfully adds, however, that "lore says a Wraith will show its true form in a mirror," so Our Intrepid Heroes split up, with Dean taking mirror duty while Sam goes off in search of something made of genuine silver in a mental hospital. Good luck with that one, Sam.

A few minutes later, Dean's parked his tantalizing derriere outside the dayroom nurses' station, whose curved overhead mirror allows him to scrutinize everyone who passes within about twenty feet of the corner. Unfortunately, the voice inside his head chooses this moment to cozy on up next to him for a little chat, and again: Nice job from Michelle Harrison in the little scene that follows, but Dean's just talking to himself, so yawn. This time around, he basically bitches to himself about what a crappy life he's been forced to lead until he sympathizes with himself and decides to soldier on, no matter the personal cost. Or something like that. Totally doesn't matter, because Head Shrink ambles past towards the end of it all, and wouldn't you know it? His is the reflection Dean's been waiting for. DUN! Well, not really, because Dean is obviously crazy now, what with the talking to himself and the manic enthusiasm for second-rate John Wayne Gacy knockoffs and everything, but whatever. We've got to maintain some sort of tension through the rest of this episode somehow, don't we? "Says who?!" That's actually a pretty good point, Raoul. "Thanks!" Now hush up so we can get to the next few bouts of shocking violence, which are about all this episode has going for it from here on out. "Hooray!"