The other day, at a bar, Dean overheard the locals gossiping about some evil spirits appearing in the local church, which was disturbing the local ministers. Intrigued, Dean dragged Sam to this very Catholic church. The dark spires of the building rose majestically into the sky, and the stone gargoyles sitting on the cornices looked like formidable guardians of this sacred place. The brothers slowly enter the church, where they are met by deathly silence and the absence of people. Looking around the room, Dean briefly stares at the colorful stained glass windows inside before turning his attention to a table in the corner with treats for the parishioners.

"Oh, what a nice bonus. I don't know about you, Sammy, but I wouldn't mind a little snack."

Dean approaches the table and his gaze falls on a plate with freshly made fluffy donuts covered with a generous amount of white icing. Licking his lips, he carefully picks one up with his fingers and takes a generous bite before letting out a soft moan at the heavenly taste. He is distracted from his meal by the sound of soft footsteps next to him. Turning quickly, Dean sees a nun standing in front of him, seemingly about the same age as him. He immediately tries to wipe his mouth with napkins, certain that there is some icing left.

"Um, hi. By the way, these donuts are delicious."

Dean lifts the donut he bit into slightly, smiling awkwardly, slightly taken aback by the girl's sudden appearance.