On our way to lunch, we stopped by the restroom.
After Dean left the restroom, an old lady entered, unaware I was still in the last cubicle. She slumped against a wall next to the exit and began speaking to a cockroach held in her hand, "I need you... I need you!" She was asking to be possessed.
Alarms sounded in my head and my heart rate shot up through the roof. I tried to leave but it was too late. She turned towards me and her eyes lit up in recognition.
"Sam Winchester..." she hissed. She struggled to her feet, pulling out a small blade from her pocket, and staggered towards me. Just as she crossed the room, cutting off my only route of escape, she froze and crashed to the floor, paralyzed.
Despite all in questions swimming in my head, I wasn't going to pass up my only chance of escape. I swiftly grabbed her weapon and slit the cockroach in half. Unnaturally human red blood splattered across my face. I placed the knife back in her hands and sprinted out the restroom, spilling out into the hallway.
Heads turned in shock to see the blood on my face. Dean had been waiting at the row of seats in the hallway the whole time. "What took you-"
"We gotta go now!" I whispered insistently as I passed him. We left the building, no questions asked, leaving the hallway of stunned faces in our wake.