You wake up. Your head throbs as you get up off the ground. You look around seeing your bedroom, but hearing the sounds of many many people. Suddenly, your room fills. People are gathering around you.
"(Pet's name)," you call into the crowd. Your obedient 3-month-old pooch trots on up and lays slobbery kisses all over your face. You smile and snuggle him to your chest. Scanning the crowd, you pick out people you thought, no, you knew were fictional.
You stammer at the closest person, "what's today's date?"
A tall man in a plaid shirt and long hair looks at you concerned and says, "u-uhmmm, i-it's (date of birthday)."
You nod and squeak, suddenly unable to speak fully, "Thank you. And your name is?"
"Sam Winchester? You don't remember me? Hey, (preferred name) are you okay?"
That's the last you heard before you blacked out.