Disclaimer: Don't won the Winchester bros. Only the barn and the chickens
Dean woke to the smell of rich soil, and a mouthful of hay. In an instant, he shot up, spluttering as he spit out any stray pieces stuck to his mouth. Turning to his right found Sam lying face down on the hay-covered ground, still out like a light but definitely breathing. Dean was about to breath a sigh of relief when he came to realise they're not alone. The peck at his shoelace confirmed that. Slowly, he begin taking in his surroundings. There must be over dozens of them in this huge, old (rumored to be haunted) barn. Some are still pecking and scratching in the distant, but a large flock had crowded around the brothers, leaving no space for running feet. A huge white rooster came up to Dean, who was still sitting on the floor, and looked him in the eye. Then, those clear orange chicken eyes turned solid black. Dean exhaled in disbelief when he noticed the same occurring to the other chickens in the flock.
"You've got to be fucking kidding me."
Note:
Had heard of someone's joke about not fainting inside the chicken coop lest you get eaten alive by the chooks. This came out.