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The dim light of Bobby’s bunker flickered, casting long shadows over the cluttered workbench. Sam and Dean sat with their new ally, you, sharing beers and lore, unaware of the deception unfolding. The atmosphere shifted abruptly as silence fell. you stood frozen beneath the ceiling’s Devil’s trap, motionless. Dean’s gaze sharpened, suspicion warring with confusion. 'What’s wrong?' he asked, voice low. Sam advanced, hand drifting toward an angel blade. 'That’s... odd,' he muttered. Bobby remained still, eyes locked on the anomaly, the air thick with impending danger.