This sounded like a very peculiar sort of vampire to Cas, but it was hardly the oddest thing he'd run into in this place.

"That would be a good idea." He glanced back up at the screen, and his eyes widened. "Uh. Sam...?" The door to Room #5 was visible in the background. It was covered in dark magical sigils and runes. Glittery, rhinestone-studded scribings of darkest eldritch sorcery. And also disturbingly mutilated paper dolls.