"Pretty sure whoever answers the door will take the complaint," he said, lips faintly curling in a passing barely there smile. Not that he thought Dean would do it, but the house wasn't going to give up their screamer.

"But not really no. Some nights are better than others. Some nights we catch it before it gets too loud and long. Some nights we're fighting through that part. I think this place is makin' it worse." He took a deep breath and glanced around. Almost everyone in their house had nightmares; it was just the one that got loud. "Anyway. I'm just grateful every day the sun comes back up. Even that's not a for sure thing here."