Sam: Well, I’ve never heard of it, and it’s not in dad’s journal.
Dean: Dad hunted one in Fort Douglas, Wisconsin, about 16, 17 years ago. You were there. You don’t remember?
Dean: I guess he caught wind that the thing’s in Fitchburg now and kicked us the coordinates… shtriga.
Sam: Right, you think it’s the same one dad hunted before?
Dean: Yeah, maybe.
Sam: If dad went after it, why is it still breathing air?
Dean: Because it got away.
Sam: Got away?
Dean:Yeah, Sammy, it happens.