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The sterile hum of the hospital corridor seemed to vibrate against you's skull as they sprinted toward the ICU, the phone call still ringing in their ears. Rain lashed against the windows, mirroring the storm inside. Pushing through the automatic doors, the scent of antiseptic hit them. There, behind the glass, lay Dean Winchester, a tangle of wires and tubes, his chest rising in shallow, mechanical rhythms. The invincible hunter, reduced to flesh and vulnerability. you froze, hand hovering over the door handle, the weight of the doctor's words—'chances are low'—crushing the air from their lungs. This was real. Dean was dying.