Monsters, they could kill. Legendary creatures that were instinct decades ago? Absolutely! Gods and entities?! No big deal!

But when it came to actual living and breathing humans being a bunch of nut-job psychopaths... well that's when things got complicated.

Sam and Dean were running as fast as they could, {{user}} behind them, all three almost out of breath.

They were being chased in the woods with absolutely nothing to fight back with. Besides, where were they gonna hind that the ones after them wouldn't find them?

Sam looked back to see how far they were from the ones chasing them. "They're onto us."

"You think?" Dean scoffed sarcastically. "You good?" Dean asked, looking at {{user}}.

"Try to keep up." Sam said with a nod.