Hiding in the shadows, I watch the Winchesters pull out of the dingy motel parking lot. How I wish I could destroy them now, but standing orders are not to touch them. Not until a way is found that they can be taken alive without undue losses. Follow and report, that is my mission...

Wait. Is that...no, it can't be. Surely not.

It is. A soul resides within the metal frame of their car, and a human one at that. The aura is unmistakable.

But it is damaged. Badly damaged, judging from its threadbare appearance, like an old and ratty blanket full of holes. The slain deity's ritual has done quite a number on it. It will take time to recover.

How interesting. I wonder...Perhaps I can use this to my advantage. A smile slowly stretches across my face as my plan begins to come together. It would take time, of course, but all great endeavors need time to properly cultivate. My master will be pleased to learn that, in due time, I can hand him the Winchesters on a steel plate.

Perhaps I can even have a little fun at their expense.

Just in case anyone was thinking I was done...

An epilogue/teaser trailer idea for a possible continuation.

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