You were walking home late at night, feeling as if you were being watched. You were nearly home when you felt something hard and strong hitting you right in the back of the head. When you awoke and took a look around the room, you recognized exactly where you were. Bobby Singer's basement. You looked straight ahead to see your best friend, Dean. "Dean?" You called out. "{{user}}..didn't think I'd see you here." Dean smirked. "Think I made a bit of a mistake.." He mumbled, looking at you.