I was in a warehouse, probably abandoned, surrounded by a few demons. I don't recall the number; I was too focused on the red hair standing in front of me. Her personal style is a redeeming quality. I do love her outfit. The leather jacket especially, though the blue dress was better. It clashed with the usual demon look of Ruby and Meg. A dress with a pearl necklace. So classy. So awesome. But I was still frightened. What was I doing here? IN A TV SHOW?! It didn't make any sense! I could still feel the grip of Tattoo guy on my arm and it hurt like hell. I smiled, because of the irony of the situation. The Queen approached me and began to talk.

"Hello Clara. Can I ask you why you smile?"

"A pun in my head" I said, sweat pearling on my forehead.

"A pun? Can you share it to everyone? It seems funny."

"No, it's not really funny." Sweat now on my cheek.

"Share it", she said, with an authoritarian voice.

"My arm hurts like hell…" I was afraid to finish my sentence, but I could feel Abaddon's eyes on me. "And I'm surrounded by demons."

She stepped forward and leaned towards me. Her face was now only a few inches from mine. I stopped breathing. The Queen is scarier in real life.

"So what they say is true. The key to the doors do exists. Tell me Clara, how well do you know about us?"

"A bit" I replied.

"So little? Are you sure Clara? You know you shouldn't lie to me." Sweat running all over my face.

"Okay, a lot" I conveyed. I didn't want her wrath.

"How do you know so much about us?" She finally pulled away from my face. It was a realise

"Supernatural. It's a TV show on CW."

"So what is about, this TV show?" Abaddon questioned me.

"Sam and Dean…"

"And what was the last episode about?" the Queen said, cutting me while I was talking.

"The search for the first blade." She smiled. I definitely said too much.

"And what happened?"

"Crowley… Crowley has it." I said too much. But it's hard to do otherwise. I didn't want to die. But now she knows and the Winchesters are in trouble. Aaaargh! The red headed thanked me and ordered Tattoo guy to lock me in some rusty room. The bald demon took my knife. I totally forgot about it, but it wouldn't be of much use against demons. He left and I was on my own. The place was probably warded, so I decided not to pray Castiel for help. I was on my own, bored, so I did the first thing that I always do when I have nothing to do. I drew a gamma. On the floor. And was suddenly in another room, on a different floor. I looked up and I knew where I was. Lebanon, Kansas. The Bunker. In the War Room.