Sam around 16-17. He's been missing for months. It's time to admit he's dead. Everyone will hunt in his name now as well as Mary's and everyone else they loss. Everyone, Pastor Jim, Bobby, Joshua, Caleb, Dean and John are either at Bobby's or Pastor Jim's. They are drinking their sorrow while mourning Sam. All a sudden a figure comes through the door. The figure has longish matted hair, he is soaked in blood and is in rough shape. He ignores the guns pointed at him and snorts seeing the alcohol around the room, muttering something about useless drunks. He than shrugs, grabs the nearest bottle takes a swig. Painfully flops into a chair, says "you won't believe my past few weeks". Guns and jaws drop as the hunters hear Sammy's voice and finally get a good look into his eyes.