The nightstand clock is smashed; when Dean answered his phone it was fine. He is lying on the springs of the hotel bed; the mattress is gone. He gets up and looks around; the entire room is trashed. He looks out the window; so is the city. He leaves the hotel and takes a look around; the area is devastated, everything broken or graffitied on or both.

He hears something, like glass smashing and he goes to first sign of life Dean sees is a little girl in an alley with a teddy bear. He approaches her slowly.

"Little girl? Little girl? Are you hurt? You know the not-talking thing is kind of creepy, right?"Blood drips from thelittle girl's mouth. The girl shrieks and attacks Dean with a shard of glass. Dean flattens her and looks around, catching sight of a large piece of graffiti: it reads "CROATOAN". "Oh, crap." Several people, all most likely infected with the Croatoan virus the same as the girl, come around the corner. Dean runs. They chase him onto a street blocked by a chain-link fence. Several soldiers on tanks arrive, shooting the infected. A glass window shatters. One of the Soldiers flicks a switch on an electronic device. The Contours' "Do You Love Me" plays.

MUSIC
Do you love me?

The solider takes a drink from a glass bottle.

MUSIC
I can really move

Gunfire. Two of the infected fall.

MUSIC
Do you love me?

One of the soliders jumps out of a tank.

MUSIC
I'm in the groove

Several soliders advance with gunfire.

MUSIC
Do you love me?

More of the infected fall. Dean stays under cover and retreats to an alley.

MUSIC
Do you love me now that I can dance? Dance...

More of them fall.

MUSIC
Watch me now

Dean makes it to the safety of an alley.

MUSIC
Oh work, work, work it all baby

Dean breaks through the fence.

A sign on the fence reads:

CROATOAN
VIRUS
HOT ZONE
NO ENTRY
BY ORDER OF ACTING REGIONAL COMMAND
AUGUST 1, 2014
KANSAS CITY

"August first, 2014," Dean read outloud.

Dean hotwires a conveniently located, conveniently fueled car. Dean is driving. There is no cell service and only static on the radio.

"That's never a good sign," he said.

"Croatoan pandemic reaches Australia," Zachariah said as he arrived in the shotgun seat, startling Dean; he reads from a newspaper.

"I thought I smelled your stink on this Back to the Future crap," Dean said.

""President Palin defends bombing of Houston." Certainly a buyer's market in real estate. Let's see what's happening in sports. That's right—no more sports. Congress revoked the right to group assembly. What's left of Congress, that is. Hardly a quorum, if you ask me"

"How did you find me?"

"Afraid we had to tap some unorthodox resources of late—human informants. We've been making inspirational visits to the fringier Christian groups. They've been given your image, told to keep an eye out."

"The Bible freak outside the motel—he, what, dropped a dime on me?"

"Onward, Christian soldiers."

"Okay, well, good, great. You have had your jollies. Now send me back, you son of a bitch."

"Oh, you'll get back—all in good time. We want you to marinate a bit."

"Marinate?"

"Three days, Dean. Three days to see where this course of action takes you."

"What's that supposed to mean?"

"It means that your choices have consequences. This is what happens to the world if you continue to say "no" to Michael. Have a little look-see," Zachariah before he vanishes.