Nick had never much liked ghost movies. When he was little and VCDs were first taking off, pirated discs were everywhere, ranging from Hollywood blockbusters to Hong Kong ghost movies, with wildly varying quality.
The one that stuck with him most was Ring. Sadako crawling out of the television had thoroughly terrified him when he was still very young.
Only after he grew up, with the rise of online entertainment, did he gradually become desensitized after watching too many bizarre hentai plots about things like getting female ghosts pregnant. Even then, he still gave Asian ghost movies a wide berth.
Fortunately, he could handle the jump-scare-heavy approach of early Hollywood ghost movies, which were closer to gore flicks. He could even enjoy films like The Shining and Final Destination-until a guy surnamed Wan started making The Conjuring series.
And now, that murmured whisper had stirred up some unpleasant memories. Nick steadied himself before handing the iPod back to Dean.
Honestly, if he had not just played the big brother in front of the Winchester Brothers and delivered an almost preachy speech, he really would not have wanted anything to do with this suspected case of a female ghost committing murder. That voice alone was seriously creepy.
As a Grimm, he already had his hands full with Wesen creatures running amok. Surely there was no need to branch out and meddle in other matters?
Dean and Sam had no idea that the man who had made such bold declarations in front of them just minutes earlier was already thinking about backing out.
"So, where exactly do you plan to start investigating next?" Nick gave a light cough. He intended to help the brothers track down their father and leave it at that. He really could not handle female ghosts and the