"Wait, what?" Sam was thoroughly shocked.

"Don't act surprised, it's always been that way." She raised an eyebrow at him,

"No it hasn't." Sam argued,

"Look, do you want out of here or not?" the girl changed the subject, "I can take you back to my camp and we can get you patched up."

Sam thought for a second before nodding, "Okay, lets go."

She started to navigate through the rubble, keeping low so they wouldn't be spotted.

"I'm Adette." She said as they neared the edge of the ruble and started to make their way to the edge of town.

"Sam." He returned

"Sam, nice name."

They continued on in silence for a while. Adette led the way through the shadows with extreme expertise. You could tell she'd done it before. Sam followed her every move so they wouldn't get caught. As they moved, Sam noticed the monsters behaving just like normal humans would. At one point, he saw Vampires and Werewolves eating dinner together, like they were the same. No one seemed that concerned that other monsters were around. The many groups that had once fought for control were now living together in harmony. It was beautiful, and horrifying.

Eventually the city faded into the background as they made their way through the woods. Adette looked up at the stars as she walked. The little luminescent dots sparkled from the spots where they hung in the black abyss of space.

"So Sam." Adette finally broke the silence, "Where you from?"

"Kansas, you?"

"Chicago area."

Sam nodded as they pressed on through the forest towards her camp. Within an hour, Sam could see specks of light coming from what appeared to be a small village. Adette led the way to the gate where a guard stopped them.

"Who's this?" The guard eyed Sam skeptically.

"A friend, Jeremy," Adette addressed the guard. "This is Sam."

Jeremy pulled out a silver knife, a flask, and some salt. "Do the tests."

Adette rolled her eyes and took the objects. She grabbed Sam's wrist and made a small cut in his forearm with the knife before throwing some water and salt at him. Sam was used to all this so he didn't even flinch.

"See, human." Adette said, "So can we go inside now?"

Jeremy nodded and let them pass through the gates. They were about three paces into the camp when Jeremy called after them.

"And Adette, the commander would like to talk to you in his quarters."

"When doesn't he?" Adette rolled her eyes.

Sam looked around as they continued to walk. The camp looked like something straight out of an alien invasion movie. The camp was in the remains of an old town, which was surrounded by a chain link fence embedded with barbed wire. The fence was easily ten feet tall and the top was lined with electric wires so that no one could try to get over the fence without getting hit with 100 volts of electricity. Everyone inside the camp had a hardened expression on their face and their eyes were full of anger and pain. Sam felt really bad for them. Was this really how all humans lived in this world? He was going to help these people before he found a way home.

Adette and Sam approached a two story, cement building in the center of town. All the windows were broken and had been patched over with various sizes and shapes of cardboard boxes. As they approached the door, Sam noticed several bullet holes in the walls around the door, like monsters at one point or another had attacked the building.

Adette noticed Sam examining the bullet holes and started to explain, "The attack was three weeks ago. They killed or injured almost everyone in our camp, even the commander. He only woke up a few days ago. I haven't seen him since, but I'm sure he's back to his usual self, a drunken ass. A brilliant drunken ass, but a drunken ass none the less."

Sam raised an eyebrow, "You chose a drunk to lead you?"

"Well I guess drunk isn't really the word, more like alcoholic. He doesn't really ever get drunk, he just drinks literally all the time."

"I see."

They stepped through the doors and had to pass through a small security area before being led to a back room where the commander was waiting for them. Adette knocked on the thick wooden door before entering what Sam guessed was the commander's office.

"Commander Smith, you wanted to talk to me?" Adette said

"Yes, I did, but that was two days ago."

Sam froze up at the familiar voice.

A built blonde man with glittering green eyes and a little bit of facial scruff stepped into the room. It was Dean.

"I was busy. I-"

"Dean?" Sam asked. He couldn't believe it. "You're here too!"

"Sir this is Sam." Adette explained, shooting Sam a look.

"Sam?" Dean repeated and stepped closer to him.

"Yeah its me, Sammy." Sam nodded, "I got sent into this crazy world too."

"I'm sorry, I don't know a Sam." Dean frowned,

Sam furrowed his brow, "I'm your brother."

"Kid, I have no idea who you are, I've never met you in my life and I don't have a brother. I'm sorry."