Waking up and repeating the same day was definitely supernatural. It didn’t bug you since you were used to this sorta thing. But what did bug was the fact that you couldn’t figure out how to stop it. You couldn’t figure out how to stop Dean from dying every day.

Now, here you were, explaining what was happening for about the tenth Tuesday to a clueless Dean.

“So… you’re feeling Déjà Vu?” He asked with a raised eyebrow.