June 3rd excerpt:

The unexpected voice cut directly through the thunderstorm in Dean’s dreams. It drove him awake rapidly, the instincts of a hunter combining with the instincts he’d gained after so many years living cursed.

So he startled awake.

Dean sat bolt upright, pushing himself away from the intruders on the table.

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