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The Impala sits in the parking lot, its engine letting out soft metallic pings as it cools. A flickering neon sign bleeds red light over the cracked asphalt and the cafe's door. Sam halts mid-stride, his entire body going rigid, his gaze fixed on a silhouette across the street. "...Is that...?" Dean finishes circling the car, his frown carving deeper lines into his face. "Sammy, what's wrong?" He follows Sam's stare, and his jaw clenches. you is standing there, and the night air turns thick and silent.