Out Of The Darkness, Into The Fire — [s11e1]

Dean swung a tire iron, the metal clanging against her skull, but she didn't drop. It took three more hits to ground her. He stood over her, chest heaving. "These aren't demons, Sammy. They’re 'Rabids.'"

Tell me which character's perspective you'd like to dive into next. [S11E1] Out of the Darkness, Into the Fire

As Sam stayed behind to draw the Rabids away, using himself as bait to find a cure for the infection spreading through his own veins, Dean escorted Jenna and the infant to safety. Dean swung a tire iron, the metal clanging

The town was a graveyard of the living dead. Amidst the chaos, they found a young deputy, Jenna Olson, terrified and clutching a shotgun in the local hospital. She was protecting a newborn baby—a girl whose mother had succumbed to the darkness moments after birth. "These aren't demons, Sammy

Sam didn't answer immediately. He was staring at the road ahead, where the asphalt seemed to shimmer with heat that shouldn't be there. "We let it out, Dean. We actually let it out."

Suddenly, a woman emerged from the ditch, her movements jerky and unnatural. Her skin was a map of dark lines, and when she looked at them, there was no humanity left—only a primal, screaming hunger. She lunged.