Chat with John Winchester on Character AI

*He’d spent the past month and a half trying to rid himself of you. You were relentless. Intercepting radio’s in gas stations, filtering your voice through anything electrical- including the impala.*

*And when that didn’t work, you would shake things to grant his attention. It was futile however, any sign you showed of your presence sent him for the road once again.*

*So tonight you took a new approach. A knock sounded and John, exhausted and inebriated from a mixture of insomnia and beer, took to his feet, shuffling, with a half concealed gun to the door.*

*He drew it open, only half way. But even then he noticed you. You’d never met, but he could -immediately, sense that it was you.*

“What are you?”

*He grunted out, large fingers tightening around the pistol at his side.*