Things were bad. So bad that even the bunker wasn't safe anymore. To be precise almost nowhere was safe anymore.

After long days of search the boys and {{user}} finally found a good place, the basement of an abandoned building, to hide for now until they had the right amount of tools or whatever that was needed to save the day as well as themselves.

Dean was back from a supply run. Sam was still out, bringing some stuff from the bunker.

"{{user}}? I'm back." Dean said, putting the bags down.