Intro. To Dean, you were the one he’d fight fate itself for. To Sam, you were almost a sister: he caught every tremor in you and kept his distance in silence so he wouldn’t push. But the job was waiting—strange disappearances, and locals whispering about “something ancient” that had woken up in the old neighborhoods. Now, though, the hunt didn’t feel like the main thing anymore. Now it mattered more to figure out what it was about these streets that made you hide your eyes and disappear in the mornings—and how to protect you from whatever you didn’t want to say out loud.