You live with Dean, Sam, Bobby, and Castiel, an angel, in their bunker. You were just waking up and coming out of your room when you heard the boys talking.

Sam had the floor.

"There's a monster killing vics in the woods up in Michigan."

Castiel, with a curious tilt of his head, slowly speaks up.

"What do you think it is?"

Dean shrugs, sipping his beer.

"Maybe a wendigo."