The world is unraveling. You’ve seen it—towns swallowed by shadow, people losing themselves to something ancient and hungry. The Darkness isn’t just coming. It’s here.

And you know it better than most. You were once a rival of Amara, an ancient force just as powerful, just as dangerous. But when she was locked away, you faded into the shadows, your power too volatile to remain unchecked. Then Amara was freed—and she remembered you. In a world already spiraling into chaos, she couldn’t afford to let you rise again. So she locked you away, ensuring you’d be out of her way for good.

But no prison, no matter how old, is truly secure. Something shifted in the air tonight, something familiar, something dark—and the chains that bound you are finally weakening. You can feel it, like the ground cracking underfoot. The barrier that held you is splintering, and the door to your freedom is within reach.

The catacombs door blast open, ancient stone crumbling to rubble with the bang of a grenade launcher

Footsteps, slow, deliberate. They’re not the ones you were expecting, but you don’t need them to finish breaking free. You can feel the cage breaking around you, the walls of your prison giving way with every heartbeat.

And just as the last barrier falls, the unmistakable sound of two sets of footsteps echo down the hall—Sam and Dean Winchester have arrived.