Sam and Dean walk into a blood-splattered house with the radio playing and corpses on the floor. Feel free to insert the appropriate “must-be-x-day-of-the-week” joke here. At first they can’t seem to see any clues as to what happened or who redecorated the joint, until they notice a laptop that may as well be flashing “Eat Me, Drink Me” at them. They hit ‘play’ and the screen informs them textually that it wasn’t supposed to end this way.
You’re probably asking: “What wasn’t supposed to end what way?”
Let’s find out.
The Winchester’s and the audience are now the viewers of a vlog type video. The subjects of the video seem to be an aspiring audio/visual visionary and his douche-lite college pal in a coffee shop. Mr. A/V Club is in search of inspiration for his film and also inspired by a table full of women he generically gauges and groups in various categories of what he considers to be lame, unappealing and unworthy. Except for one girl, she’s cute enough to be intriguing to the lens. The table is pretty aware of how unsubtly he’s filming them and she seems less than impressed and a bit creeped out.
The girl approaches and accuses Douche-lite of filming them. He apologizes profusely and charmingly. It turns out that she isn’t all that wigged out after all; she’s not only a-ok with being watched, she also flashes her vlogger camera setting credentials proudly and flirts happily with him.
Next thing we know, it’s nighttime, and A/V Club is at his laptop as Cute Girl and Douche-lite giggle playfully in the other room. Cute Girl comes through the door wearing the same shirt Douche-lite had on earlier. You may be wondering, Who’s filming?. A/V Club is wondering why his life sucks.
Next cut we’re back in the coffee shop, A/V Club, who’s name is Brian, is filming Cute Girl, who’s name is Kate, while they discuss movie merits, tech attachments and how completely Amish Douche-lite, who’s name is Michael, is when it comes to cameras.
Cut again and we’re back in the guys’ place. Apparently, Brian likes to keep the camera mounted and running at all times. He rotates it from himself to Kate as she details her life goals. Kate wants to be a tree-hugging lawyer that sticks it to The Man. Kate pulls her camera out and now we’ve got footage within footage as she films Brian talking about his future indie street-cred gone corporate movie career. Michael, of course, mocks their beatnik ways and wants nothing more than to lounge on a boat with a bikini-clad female at his side. He’s still charmingly douche-tastic about it and Kate rewards him with a kiss.
Back in Brian’s lens we watch as the troika sit through a lit lecture about ‘Lord of the Flies”. Well, Michael opted to sleep through it, but hey, he showed up, right? And anyway, Brian’s got the whole thing on film. Just then, some actual douches bombard the trio and Brian’s camera is knocked to the ground. Lucky he has Michael to stand up for him and his camera seems alright. Good thing, too, because if the camera had been trashed he wouldn’t have been able to film the dead body and crime scene they suddenly stumble upon. The Winchesters are on this case and now they’re on Brian and Kate’s memory cards, too. The vloggers catch the victim’s name, Jacob Carter and the intel that a neighbor heard the attack just before the body was found.
Kate and Brian film each other as they go back and forth about the FBI, the body and the fact that Michael and Brian are all too blasé about it. No time for the discussion to get deep though, because the boys are off, leaving Kate alone as they run off to play with their cameras together. On their adventure they spot Sam and Dean trying to figure out whether or no there’s a case to investigate. Michael’s also wondering if Sam and Dean are dating. He’s not the first outsider to question that relationship.
Hey, remember the guy that knocked Brian’s camera to the ground? We’ll they just caught him getting the brush off. Then he caught them catching him. And he’s pissed. The boys split up, yelling to meet up at Scott’s house, and Michael gets chased into the woods. It’s dark, the green cast of night vision lights up the screen and growling can be heard behind Michael. The camera hits the ground, the screen cuts in and out a bit and Michael gets dragged off.
Back in Brian’s POV, we see Brian’s camera spot Michael’s camera. He calls out for Michael and finds him mauled at the base of a tree. Brian carries him back to the house and Kate is dialing 911, but the bite on Michael’s arm has already healed up beautifully. Kate’s a worried mess, Brian’s a stressed out mess, and Michael is asleep on the couch perfectly fine. So fine, in fact, that when he wakes up he accidentally rips a door off its hinges. Rather than be freaked out, the threesome decides to film how awesome Michael’s newly acquired super-strength is.
They contemplate whether its time to call Professor X or if Michael is just the plot to Brian’s movie. Not only that, but Brian’s also hoping to go back into the woods so he can get briefly maimed and become a superhero like Michael, because he’s tired of being the Piggy to Michael’s Ralph. Michael tells Brian that there’s nothing wrong with him, that he basically loves him just the way he is and that with great power comes great responsibility.
All previous douche-lite references are now retracted. Though frankly, since Michael hasn’t hero’d anything yet, he’s neither the villain nor the savior. He’s just… really strong.
A knock at the door and the Winchesters are on the other side asking about Jacob Carter and about random toothy behavior. Brian sends them off with zero info. Kate’s filming from the window and catches the Winchesters talking about the possibilities of more Mayan gods to deal with. Michael, squinty eyed and glass bong in hand, gloats like the next Russell Hammond on a rooftop. This’ll go well.
That night, Michael stares at himself in the mirror, pondering his new god-like qualities. Which is of course the moment he more or less wolfs out. Then Michael does what anybody else does when faced with a stressful life assessing situation: he binged the ‘eff out of his fridge.
Out of food, Michael heads off to the 7-11 to pick up some more munchies when he encounters a group of vigilante take-back-the-nighters, lead by Scott Parker, with their own vlog cameras. Michael is unimpressed, yet for some reason drops his groceries and bolts. The group goes after him…
The next morning, Brian and Kate sit on the couch talking about Michael and his superhuman strength. Kate’s totally into it. Which is exactly when Michael shows up, blood caked and drying all over his mouth, down his next and covering his shirt. Michael, thankfully, has the sense to hop in the shower. Good boy! *pets *
Michael says he thinks he killed Scott. Kate is finally concerned. However, not as much as Brian is. Brian is fully worried, while Kate keeps trying to justify what Michael did. Brian interrogates Michael about Scott Parker’s missing heart, and Michael maturely punches him in the gut, sending him flying. Which is apparently very emotional for Michael, seeing as he’s now crying with his head in Kate’s lap. Brain wants to call the cops, Kate wants answers, and Michael opts to just sulk. The boys also acknowledge that they are mutually wigging each other out. Good to know they’re on the same page with their feelings.
In a fun twist, it appears that not only is Brian an A/V geek, he’s also a hacker nerd. He taps into the security camera feed of the coffee cafe while Sam and Dean eat and talk, none the wiser. Which is how the triad are able to eavesdrop the dish from the brothers. The theory is that what they’re dealing with is a werewolf with one hell of a lineage. A thoroughbred that can shift at will. Michael is officially worried about his wellbeing. Kate is still trying to stay on the sunny side of things. This leads to a lover’s quarrel, and while Kate and Michael deal with their inter-species romance issues, Brian opts to review the footage from the night Michael was attacked. Brian thinks he stumbled upon a clue in the video, Kate could care less.
Brian’s bit of Nancy Drew’ing leads him back to his lit professor. He’s the alpha of this tale and Brian, with the help of a hidden camera in the professor’s office and a warped sense of logic, tries to convince the professor to turn him. The professor isn’t willing, but Brian’s leaving him little to no choice. After biting Brian, the professor tells him about how he’s been trying to stay Zen, eat a steady diet of squirrel hearts and not feed on people. It’s tough, it’s one day at a time. And when Jacob Carter presented himself as too tasty to pass up, the professor fell off the wagon. Of course, then he needed a fall guy, because there’s no way he was up for dodging hunters over one slip up. Enter Michael, the lazy student that no one would miss. No one except Brian, that is. Not only that, but Brian’s desire to be less of a beta male is even stronger than his affection for Michael.
As Brian’s wound heals we’re back in his direct POV as he tells Michael and Kate what happened and shows them the feed of the professor’s office. Which is recording Sam and Dean in their street clothes taking him out. Michael is concerned about the fact that the Winchesters noticed the professor clocking the hidden feed and found the camera, Brian’s too busy getting a little too Red Hulk for comfort to see reason. Michael tries to talk some sense into Brian, but Brian is so over walking a step behind and being cold in Michael’s shadow.
Brian’s lab accident has definitely gone full-blown villain and in true protagonist/antagonist fashion the fight for the girl’s affection begins. Brian feels that Kate deserves someone willing to do whatever it takes to protect her, Michael feels that Brian is… y’know, Batshit McCrazypants and should let Kate go. Kate is secure in the fact that she loves Michael, can take care of herself and also thinks Brian is too twisted for color TV.
The boys wolf out and battle, Brian gains the advantage and stabs Michael in the chest. Apparently, the knife was silver because Michael dies as he and Kate profess their love for each other. Kate stalks over to Brian and goes all woman scorned on him. Brian tells he that she just doesn’t get it, that he loves her and as soon as he violates her she’ll understand and love him back. Because that’s totally sane, nurturing and loving.
(I’m going to step out of this recap and be “me” for a moment. I do not scare easily, like at all; however when Kate ran into the kitchen and Brian was in there before she got there, all growly and wolfed out? I jumped a bit, not gonna lie.)
Brian uses his super-speed and super-strength to catch and bite Kate. Kate somehow escapes to the bathroom where she cries and examines her rapidly healing bite while Brian pounds on the door and gives the classic abusive guy trying to make good spiel.
Kate rages. And films herself calming telling Brian that she gets it now. She hands Brian the camera and looks coyly into it. Then rips Brian to shreds. Kate sits herself down in front of the webcam and explains it all and begs the Winchesters to let her be, that she’s not a monster, she’s not going to become a monster and she just wants a chance.
Sam and Dean finish Kate’s docu-drama and decide that unless she gives them a reason to, they have no reason to hunt her down. The opening credits, which we never saw at the beginning of this episode, start to roll and the show ends with Kate walking along some train tracks toward the sunset. You have to wonder if it’s all just a little bit foreboding.
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