Fred blinked. She even paused in opening up another taco, thinking.
"I don't know if he was telekinetic; he never said anything, or did anything. He's got a brother. I never met his brother Dean, but I wouldn't be surprised if they had guns. Sam smelled like..gunpowder. Like he was a hunter or somethin'. He certainly dresses like one." Fred wracked her brains for anything more.
"I'd say he's about 6'2" or 6'3". Has brown hair, sorta longish, but it works for him. Big green brown eyes. Nice smile when he smiles. Big hands. Really big hands. He could probably palm a basketball. Uhm...his brother's a mechanic!" Yeah, she was being helpful. "Was your telekinetic zombie named Sam?"
Her eyes widened. "Did you kill him? You didn't kill him, did you?" What if it was her..well, not her Sam, but the Sam she was hoping to find.