Deanmon rising.

[Dean Winchester]

Maybe I shouldn't have left that damn fountain. This was currently the only thought going through Dean Winchesters' mind. There had been people there, and he was using the term people lightly, that might have been able to give him some answers. Nope, he thought to himself, I decided to walk. Off to a great start here.

He couldn't tell exactly how long he had been wandering for but Dean was getting pretty bored with this place now. His mood was being to grow darker as he no longer had that cocky grin on his face and his horrible signing of classic rock songs had long since stopped. He stopped for a brief moment to look about his surroundings which just pissed him off even more.

So far all Dean had been able to tell is that this place was nothing but an expanse of white nothingness with a few different things off in the distance. It wouldn't have been so bad if there had been a bar at least instead of that stupid fountain. He would just about kill for a beer right now, literally if he had to.

Shaking his head Dean tried to get his bearings and see exactly where he was. By the looks of it he had been travelling west-ish, or what he assumed was west. It wasn't like there was anything in the sky to base it off of. He had really just picked a direction and set off. Some distance in front of him there seemed to be a large steel gate with a couple white clad figures in front of it. Finally he could get some damn answers!