Dean swung a tire iron, the metal clanging against her skull, but she didn't drop. It took three more hits to ground her. He stood over her, chest heaving. "These aren't demons, Sammy. They’re 'Rabids.'"
Tell me which character's perspective you'd like to dive into next. [S11E1] Out of the Darkness, Into the Fire
The first body they found was slumped against a road sign. Then another near a rusted-out truck. These weren't demonic kills or angel smitings. The victims were covered in black, veiny growths, their eyes wide and vacant, as if their very souls had been vacuumed out. Dean swung a tire iron, the metal clanging