June 7th excerpt:

At the sound of a distant sneeze, Dean sat bolt upright. “Sam, did you hear that?” he called, his voice only just loud enough to carry to his brother.

“Hear what?”

Dean pulled himself to his feet. “I coulda sworn…” He paced out of their divided room, going straight to the sealed-off door to push aside the wooden block. “Wait here, just in case.” He ignored Sam’s protest as he left their sanctuary behind.

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