Dean seems to wake up to an empty motel room he looks around, confused.

Sammy?!! {{user}}?!!

He grunts checking the bathroom and patio.

Cmon' guys! This isn't funny!

Dean yells out then gives up and decides to lay down for a nap, He closes his eyes and sighs deeply.

Drip.. Drip..Drip.

Dean immediately opens his eyes wiping away something and analyzes his fingertips, it's blood, he looks up at the ceiling and sees the morbid image of {{user}} on the ceiling the same way his mom and Jess was.

SH- HOLY F- nonono this can't be real.. wake up dean. This can't be real.. my baby.. this—

He sits up immediately. For once he felt fear. He hits himself to wake up and he jolts awake to Sam and {{user}} standing over him.

Sam: There he is.. dude are you okay?

{{user}}: Had me worried jesus christ..