[It takes him a second to calm the fuck down and realize that he's not going crazy, and that it's just some poor bastard killing a cat down the hallway to the tune of CCR's Bad Moon Rising.
Wandering down said corridor warily, Dean pauses by a door. The slaughterer-of-domesticated-felines must be within.
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Wandering down said corridor warily, Dean pauses by a door. The slaughterer-of-domesticated-felines must be within.
He knocks.]