Inside his room, Dean waited on his bed, panting.

None of this could be happening. Jess was dead! Normally, he would've thought his brother was pulling a prank on them, but the look of horror on Sam's face told the truth for him. And the fact that there were currently a group of these things trying to get into the cabin.

Over in Cas' room, he was taking deep breaths, trying not to panic. This was the most eventful night of his life, even more so than senior prom! He closed his eyes, counting to ten. His breathing began to steady out, but that didn't stop how fast his heart was beating.

He paced and paced, and suddenly, of all things, his mind wandered to Dean. He wondered if he was okay. He felt a pang of remorse, that he didn't get to finally share that moment with Dean-

*CRASH!*

Cas jumped as a hand crashed through his window. "Ah!" he cried, and the hand clawed at the inside of his wall, sending him to the back of the room shaking.

"Hey!" he heard a voice say from behind the wall, and suddenly, a lamp crashed through the window mirror, Dean jumping through and extending a hand. "Follow me!"

Cas breathed out in relief, and grabbed Dean's hand, following him. After a few kicks, he busted the door down, running over to Sam's room. The door was already open, and Sam came out from the living room, accompanied by a very anxious looking Gabriel. "Come on!" Sam shouted, jangling the car keys he had picked up, and they all ran to the rambler.

On the way, Dean paused. "Wait- what about Crowley?" Sam turned back sadly. "They got him, too." Dean bit down on his tongue hard to keep from tearing up again, and Cas ran his hands through his hair.

They made the trek through the short bout of woods before they made it to the rambler, and Dean got in after Sam, Gabe promptly shutting the door. They peeled away, and Dean relaxed a little, turning back to Cas.

But there was no Cas.

"Cas?!" Dean shouted, and Sam looked back. "CASTIEL?!" Dean called, looking around, and he looked back from the window. "Oh my god," Gabe whispered, eyes widening, and Dean saw it. Cas screaming for help, as two of those things pulled him back into the cabin. "DEAN!" Cas screamed, his face twisted in fear. He clawed at the ground as they pulled him.

"NO! We…we have to go back!" Dean said frantically, "W-we can't just leave him there to die!" Gabe swallowed worriedly. "Yeah… we can't leave Cas."

Sam sighed. "He's already dead. We'd be too late." Dean tried to protest, but he knew his brother was right. They had left him behind, and now, he was going to die because of that.

They drove down the stretch of trail they had arrived on, and finally made it to a tunnel.

Frank and Rufus watched this. Frank chuckled. "That's cute. They think they can actually escape." Frank smiled with him, and they pressed another button, caving in the entrance to the tunnel.

"Wha- what the hell?!" Sam shouted, slamming the palms of his hands into the steering wheel. Dean frowned. "That's not possible." "What's going on?" Gabe asked, climbing up to the front.

"That was our only way out!" Sam said in frustration. The three got out, looking around. Gabe rubbed his chin. "What if…" he looked out to the other side of the path, on the other side of the narrow forest road. There was a huge drop off in between.

Just then, Sam got an idea, grinning as he remembered the motorcycle he had on the back of the rambler.

He got on, backing up as far as possible and revving the engine.

"Sammy, you don't have to do this," Dean murmured, scared for his brother, and Sam smiled slightly at him. "I do, Dean. It's the only way. I know you're the big brother, and it's your job to protect me and all that, but you know I have to do this. Once I get back to civilization, I'm gonna come back with cops and helicopters, and huge friggin' guns, and these things are gonna pay."

Dean nodded reluctantly, and Gabe slapped Sam on the back. "May the force be with ya, buddy," he whispered, and Sam laughed a little. "You give it your all, Sam," Dean said, "You can do this. You remember when we were kids, and you did that bike jump? How Dad was so proud?"

Sam smiled sadly, eyes tearing up. "Yeah. Yeah, I do." He backed up. "I'll come back for you guys. I promise." He then floored it, and the motorcycle soared over the ditch, raising hope in Dean's and Gabe's chests as they watched him. He was gonna make it. He was gonna-

Suddenly, he slammed into an invisible force in the middle of the void, falling down into the depths of the dark valley underneath.

The two stood there, speechless for a moment.

"What…" Gabe muttered, "How the hell did that happen, there's…there's nothing there!" Dean stood there, slack jawed, then started to process what just happened. "S-Sam…" he whispered, "SAMMY!" he shouted, tears spilling over his cheeks.

Gabe also looked ready to cry, and he dropped down to his knees. Dean saw him, and choked down a sob. "Gabe… Gabe, get up. We have to find another way out, we stick together. We can't let Sam and Cas and Crowley die for nothing, okay? Okay? Hey, you with me?!"

Gabe just looked up, but he seemed as though there was nobody there anymore- only empty eyes. He slowly nodded, and got up, trudging back to the rambler.

Gabriel got into the driver's seat, and started the engine, backing up. "We'll, uh… drive through the woods until we find someone to help," Gabe suggested as he started to drive, and Dean nodded. But he knew, deep down, that there was something here that did not want them to leave.

The two had been driving for hours, and they had only seen mile after mile of trees. They were beginning to give up hope.

"I don't think this means jack squat," Dean commented, and Gabe sighed. "We have to… god, we have to keep going, alright? Like you said- if we just stick toge-"

Just then, he was cut off by a blade going through his throat from behind the seat.

Dean jumped. Dammit, they must've gotten in here somehow.

He flew up, hitting his head on the ceiling as the rambler veered off the side of the road into the lake.

Dean felt the cold water envelop him and shock his body, and the sharp pain coming from his head wasn't helping. He tried to swim out of the rambler underwater before the monsters got a hold of him, but his shirt snagged the broken side mirror. He clenched his jaw, and finally pulled free, swimming up to the dock in the pitch black night with whatever strength he had left.

He hoisted himself breathlessly up onto the dock, and pulled himself forward, hoping to at least get a moment to catch his breath before they found him. He exhaled, when suddenly, he saw a pile of black ooze at his feet materialize into someone. Dean's eyes widened, and the thing grabbed him by the neck, lifting him up.

Back in the control room, Frank and Rufus had invited everyone in, having a party to celebrate the close call.

"This year sure made me hold my breath," Charlie said, smiling, "It was kinda sad, though, ya know? I mean, they had so much heart…" Frank shrugged. "Gotta keep the customer satisfied."

Just then, the phone rang, and Rufus and Frank both frowned. Rufus answered, and Frank called out to everyone, "Hey! Music off, now!"

There was total silence, when finally, Rufus paled a little. "What?! Still alive? Which one of 'em?!"