Evie smiled before thanking the older hunter for the gifts, giving him a wave as they drove off. She knew she'd probably wouldn't be out in the field with the brothers but it didn't bother her too much. She wasn't fully prepared for a fight yet. 

"So what do you think it is?" She asked about two to three hours into the drive. 

"Could be demons, but they usually send hellhounds to collect the soul." Sam replied, remembering how Dean had been mauled before him two years ago by a pack of hellhounds. He'd never be rid of that memory no matter how hard he wanted to forget.