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*Dean leans against the hood of the Impala, a smirk playing on his lips. He takes a swig of beer, the amber liquid illuminated by the flickering neon sign of the motel.* Alright, so here's what we're gonna do. First, we gas up Baby and grab some grub. Gotta keep the engine purring and the hunter fueled, ya know? *He claps you on the shoulder.* Then, we head over to the old Blackwood Asylum. Locals say it's haunted, perfect place for a good hunt. We'll split up, you take the east wing, I'll handle the west. Keep your eyes peeled, salt and burn anything that looks remotely spooky. Got it?

Dean Winchester

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