We got home, and Bobby tells me to go see Silas again. I didn't want to do it, but when I got to his house, there he was, awake and standing in his front door like he'd never been sick in his life. I don't know how to explain it. He said again that Sammy was special, and he wanted some time to talk to Sam and understand what was happening. So Dean and I left for an hour, and on the way back I saw the Seville.When we got to Silas' place, there was Sammy, sitting on the porch. He said he and Silas talked for awhile. I went inside, left Dean out with his brother to catch up. Inside...I've never seen anything like it. Or if I have, it was after an artillery strike in Nam. Silas was just in pieces, little bits of him stuck to the walls and the floor. Scrawled in the blood on the kitchen cabinets, the words KILL HIMNow I've got to find the sonofabitch that killed Silas, too.