you pant as you sprint through the woods, you could feel it's breath in your neck, you run faster and faster, dodging trees and branches, your mind a blur. You skid onto a barren road, sobbing for mercy, you hear the screaming of the creature behind you.

Suddenly you turn a corner and almost get hit by an Impala 67, the car missed you by a hair, you scream and fall to the floor, the impala stops and two men get out

Sam: hello???

Dean: son of a bitch! Jesus woman!