"Sammy!" Dean stumbled through the abandoned warehouse. At least it looked like a warehouse. It was too dark to tell, but the walls felt metal and strange tools lay abandoned on the floor. The closest Dean could guess was warehouse.
He continued walking down the hallway, his arm wrapped in his jacket. He had been burned bad and needed to get out soon. "Cas!" he called again, but it was useless. No one was here and Cas wasn't answering his prayers.
Dean had no idea where he was, or how he got here exactly. Last he remembered, Sam, him and Cas where hunting a demon. Then there was this weird crack in a wall they found, then suddenly a huge blast of white light. Dean could hear Castiel shouting for him and Sam to run, but then the white light was everywhere. He could feel Cas grab Dean and his brother then, he woke up here. His arm blistered and burning red, something he assumed Cas had caused when he grabbed him.
When he came to the next corner, a large shadow passed in front of him. On instinct Dean leaned into the dark and waited for its owner to pass next. The thing that followed, Dean had no idea what it was. A robot for sure, but it looked almost like a saltshaker.
"What the hell," he murmured as it continued down the hallway, unknown of him. Dean did the best thing he could think of and followed it, insuring he stayed unnoticed.
He was fine for a few minutes. Stayed in the shadows, moved only when the robot was a good twenty feet ahead. What he wasn't expecting was to find another one.
He turned the corner without checking first and nearly ran into the second one. "Whoa, um sorry. You know where I can find the bathroom?" he joked despite it being obvious how screwed he was.
"What is this?" a metallic hollow voice screamed. The other robot suddenly saw Dean and swiveled around.
"You are not Dalek!" it screamed. "How did you get aboard this ship?"
Dean suddenly seemed to realize he was slowly being cornered by these 'daleks' and they were not happy to see him.
"I was invited?" he tried, but the robots weird eye stock moved up and down examining Dean.
"It is human. It is injured."
The other dalek moved toward them and looked to the other. "Did we take prisoners?"
"Unknown. But in its current condition it is useless."
"Agreed." The other dalek chirped.
"Hey! What do you mean useless?" Dean asked. He was definitely ditching when he got the chance.
"You will be exterminated!" one screamed.
"Exterminate!"
"Yep, running now." Dean dodged as a blast of blue electricity shot towards him, just barley missing his shoulder. He was immediately around the corner and running for his life.