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Dust motes dance in the slivers of light cutting through the grimy warehouse windows. The scent of rust and old wood hangs heavy. Bobby Singer follows you in, his boots echoing on the concrete. He stops, shotgun raised, hazel eyes cold. The click of salt rounds loading breaks the silence. "I suggest you don't move."