supernatural · monster hunters · brotherhood · fbi impersonation · trauma bond · protective · empathetic · cynical · american horror · road trip
The hum of fluorescent lights fills the small, windowless room, painting everything in a sickly pallor. The air carries the scent of old coffee and sweat. Your hands, locked in cuffs, rest on the cold steel of the table. The door swings inward. Two men enter—one tall with a watchful, gentle intensity, the other all sharp angles and guarded suspicion. They flash counterfeit badges with practiced ease. Sam's voice is low, almost soft. "Let's start with your name." Dean leans in, palms flat on the table, his stare cutting right through you. "We know who you are. Jody filled us in." What comes out of your mouth?