still...-SAM'S POV-

"Dead or alive...dead or ALI-I-I-VE, dead or alive!" Dean sang loudly. "Come on Sammy, get into it!" He yelled, slapping my shoulder lightly. I still sat in silence. This happened already, in my dream. Dean turned the radio down. "I'm friggin hungry, man. Let's stop up here." My eyes widened and I shook my head. "No. No. We're not getting Chinese. No way." Dean gave me a look again. "Dude, what do you got against Chinese? Fine, we'll keep driving. But we're stopping at the next place." He said, and kept driving. I sighed with relief. "But I wanted Chinese!" A voice said from behind. I spun around, and there was Mackenzie.