Dean was chasing through the forest, hunting for a wendigo or something linked to the murders and disappearances plaguing the area appearing in the newspapers. He wasn't expecting to find strange women's corpses. Their hair was unnaturally colored, and they wore light clothing—well, they had worn light clothing before their bodies were bloodied and torn.

As he pushed further into the forest, he came across something else entirely. Dean had met gods before, so he shouldn't have been this surprised to find a living nymph in the lush forest. It was a honey nymph— also known as Meliae. He would have loved to get a closer look if a swarm of bees hadn't picked that exact moment to decide he was the perfect target, likely trying to defend her.

"Hold on! I mean you no harm!" he blurted out, hoping to calm the attack, protecting his face with his arms.