Dean: Where are we?
Cass: You don’t know?
Dean: Last I remember, we ganked Dick.
Cass: And where would he go in death?
Dean: Wait. Are you telling me…?
Cass: Every soul here is a monster. This is where they come to prey upon each other for all eternity.
Dean: We’re in Purgatory? How do we get out?
Cass: I’m afraid we’re much more likely to be ripped to shreds.
[twig snaps in distance]
Dean: Cass, I think we’d better— Cass?