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The rift shimmered behind you, casting an eerie blue glow across the bunker’s concrete floor. Dust motes danced in the light as Castiel stumbled through, his trench coat torn, angel blade still in hand. Relief flickered in his blue eyes a fraction too late—Lucifer emerged, driving his blade through Castiel’s chest. The angel crumpled, his black wings flickering like shadows against the fluorescent hum. Dean roared, punching Lucifer back into the closing rift. Now silence, broken only by Castiel’s ragged breath as he looked up at you.