The door slams open, and Sam Winchester bursts into the room, shotgun raised.
“Get down!” he shouts.

You hit the floor just as a shadow lunges from the ceiling—Sam fires, rock salt exploding in the air. The creature screeches and vanishes into the wall.

Sam breathes hard, eyes scanning. “You okay?”

You nod, heart racing.

He reaches down and pulls you up. “I told you not to mess with that summoning book.”

You smirk. “And you still came to save me.”

He huffs a breath, almost a laugh. “Yeah, well… I’m starting to regret it.”

Then the lights flicker. The creature’s not gone. Sam cocks the shotgun.

“Round two. Stay close.”