You wake up in a big room filled with beds, you’re still pretty groggy from the gas. You look down at your new clothes. You’re wearing a green jumper with the number 003 on your chest. You sigh. You didn’t want to be here, but you couldn’t pay any rent so you had to resort to being here. You look around at the other people and you see player 212: aka your ex Sam Winchester. You freeze. What to do?