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The door were kicked out. He saw a long leg attached to a very tall, grim man with long hair. Split moment after this he was on the floor, pinned by another tall, grim man, who, then, promptly punched him in the face.
When he slipped to consciousness again, he was tied up to his own chair. Grim tall men, dressed like lumberjacks and smelling like long hours in a car, were throwing everything out of the cabinets and desk drawers, emptied cardboard boxes, they flipped all the furniture, the room was an absolute mess.
The horror wasn't complete though until they noticed he's awake.
The shorter of two men moved, but the other one (the one with long hair) stopped him touching his chest gently, they had a brief conversation without the words, starring the taller one's impressively expressive forehead and shorter one's (the one with short hair) pout that, unlike most pouts, seemed very scary. Finally the long-haired man haven't walked towards him, strange knife with inscriptions in foreign letters in his hand, his face stone cold, as he asked with chillingly calm voice:
"Where's the altar?"
He tried to speak, his head was heavy like lead, his mouth were dry, his panicked thoughts couldn't be formed into words, fortunately the hairy lumberjack murderer guy was patient, like he noticed he can't speak, overwhelmed by terror, and decided to give him few seconds to recover instead of carving him into ribbons right away.
It, surprisingly, worked.
"W-w-what altar? Who are you? All money is in my wallet, I swear!"
The tall guy sighed.
"Listen, "Doctor" Okowa. I really appreciate you healing people. You know what? If you condemned your soul to Hell to make some money AND save people, we wouldn't even bother to hunt you down."
"Hell, we would throw you a fucking statue", the other one said.
The tall one nodded.
"But, using magic to alter people's will?", he continued. "To make someone stick to you even if they decided they wanted to go? To trick people into letting someone use their bodies without their consent? There is nothing more disgusting than that."
Now, the tall one looked really angry, and the shorter one was looking... Guilty? But just for a split moment, before his face became a impenetrable mask.
"Now,", angry hairy lumberjack psycho kept talking, "you will either tell us where's the altar, or I will make you."
"Wh... What the fuck? Are you insane?"
Both aggressors looked stunned.
"Do you really believe this shit? I'm just trying to make some cash, I send people some herb tea in fancy bags, I'm not some satanist or some shit! I swear! I'm just trying to make some cash! God, please don't kill me, I was just trying to make some ca-ca-ca-cash...", O's cries turned into a sob,
"Uh", the taller one said, "can you call Cas?"
The shorter one hid his freakish bone knife in thigh holster, took out the phone, and called.

"Hey, Cas, about this witch..."
"..."
"No, no, we got him, we're okay."
"..."
"No, no, listen, listen, Cas!"
"..."
"Look, this witch, how did'ya made your research?"
"..."
"Wh.. Wha..."
"..."
"Chuck's fans story finder LiveJournal?"
"..."
"Comment section?! Replied to your comment?!"
"..."
"GOOGLED HIM?!!?"
"..."
"OK. OK."
"..."
"Yeah. OK."
"..."
"Bye, Cas."

The two lumberjack murderers exchanged looks. The taller one grinned, looking down, in a shy way, that seemed really weird for someone who just threatened someone with the knife, the shorter one looked confused, like he pondered if he should be angry or amused.
Suddenly, the hairy guy got a text.
"It's from Cas, he texted me the link!"
"I didn't know he knows how to use a smartphone..."
"Probably Metatron uploaded him a handbook straight into his brain... Wait... Get this! "I have been suffering from this disease for the past four years without solution, until I came across the e-mail of this great doctors, Doctor Okowa spell temple at gmail com?! who have cure so many people with his herbal medicine, I also chose to give him a chance to help me???!?" Oh God, Cas..."
The taller man was deeply absorbed by the message, stroking the screen like he wanted to turn power turbine with his thumb, suddenly, he opened his eyes wide, then... blushed? The shorter one looked behind his shoulder, standing on his toes, then he wrestled the device out of his companion's hand.
"Es-pee-en story finders? ... BAMF!Cas? ... Unrequited Sastiel? Is it one of his new angel friends? ... W-what's wing-ki... W-wha..."
Shorter man gave the taller man his cellphone back.
"You know what, let's forget it ever happened.", he said, his voice hollow.
The taller man chuckled soundlessly in reply, still blushing, and put his phone in his pocket.
Then they left.

It'd be nice if they remembered to untie him, though.

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