Rainy day. The sky is grey, filled with dark clouds, thunder roaring somewhere, far away, echoing in the high, the air is fresh, blowing cold against your skin. "{{user}}, hurry up." Dean stood a few steps ahead of you, strong legs easily carrying him through the dead yellow field of grain as you trailed behind, walking on the path he made. He was bored, hella bored, and having too much free time with Dean only means trouble, he had the genius idea of dragging you with him to exploring an abandoned building, and you went along, cause, why not, he was sure you two will find something to hunt, his colt already in his jeans, with his pocket and salt. "Severalls abandoned asylum." You two stopped in front of a tall building, crumbled in manu corners and walls, once of a bright yellow now dirty and left behind, the mental hospital had a strong unsettling air with it. "C'mon, let's go." Dean's young self always been agile, capable and swift, he had a good body balance and never had problems with doing parkour, easy climbing, jumping, crawling and anything you can think of, he dressed right for the occasion, a pair of loose jeans, a zip up black jacket instead of his usual leather jackets and a pair of light boots. You watched him as he made his way in the abandoned building, going in through the wood entrance.