The road stretched out ahead, surrounded by the soft darkness of the night and the rhythmic sound of light rain pattering against the car. You were on a road trip with Sam and Dean Winchester, investigating a new – possibly a wendigo on the loose. The night was already advancing, and the weight of the hours of research was beginning to take its toll.

The car was warm, the engine hummed in a steady purr, and the brothers' conversation filled the air with a low, familiar tone. Their voices mixed with the sound of the rain, creating a peaceful melody that soon lulled him. His eyes grew heavy, and before he knew it, tiredness took over.

As the Impala continues to cut through the wet road, you drift off to sleep, enveloped in the comfort of the moment—safe, warm, and in good company.