The thunder crashed and the lightning lit up the room as Natalie settled into her bed and flipped the television on. She found something comforting about lying down and watching the Winchester boys hunt different types of monsters and 'talk' about their problems.

"Come on up here boy." She told the 120-pound Bernese Mountain Dog that was now stretching out beside her. She picked one of her favorite episodes, the one where Dean visits Ellen at the roadhouse. She loves Ellen and Jo, they are two of her favorite characters.

"What do you think, Milo? Do you think Dean is going to help out Ellen and Jo? I do." The giant dog grunted and her and closed his eyes. The events leading up to this moment were about the same as any normal day Natalie had been having, working, video games, talking with friends, reading, and watching her favorite shows. This was the perfect Friday night for her. The sounds of Dean and Sam killing monsters filled her eyes as she dozed in and out of sleep.

The crack of lightning made her almost jump out of her bed. She was wide-eyed by the time her feet were on the floor. But something felt different, everything looked different. "What the fuck?" Natalie mumbled to herself and looked around. "Where the fuck am I? What the hell is going on?" She was confused by what her eyes were showing her. She was in a strange room, one she had never been to before and the heat was unbearable. She is confused and frightened but knows she needs to figure out how to get home because this was not where she went to sleep at. She fumbled with the door, trying to be as quiet as possible so she did not startle anyone that could possibly be waiting for her to try to make her grand escape. She cracked the door open, just a bit, to see where she was and to memorize the exit. She glanced around and the place looked familiar to her. "Dear God, this looks like the Roadhouse, a few differences, but somewhat like it. They must be supernatural fans." She listened for people speaking and heard nothing but silence, Natalie knew that this was her chance to try and get out. She slowly opened the door, trying not to make a sound. She darted towards the door, moving as fast but as lightly as she could. When she made it to the door, she glanced back to check her surroundings and saw no one. The door opened, to her surprise.

"What…. The….. Hell…."