"A little after ten, still enough time to grab some food before hitting the road." Sam replied as he packed his laptop into his backpack. He raised an eyebrow at his brother's choice of sleep wear but didn't say anything. If Dean was comfortable in it, who was he to judge? 

"Apparently the town hasn't had any problems before, just a boring place until these disappearances started happening. Something must have moved in not too long ago."