As the conversation between Dean and Cas continued, they were interrupted by a sudden commotion outside the hospital room. The sound of growls and snarls filled the air, accompanied by shouts and cries for help. Dean instinctively reached for the gun tucked in his waistband as he and Cas exchanged worried glances.
"What's happening?" Cas asked, his voice tinged with concern.
"I don't know, but it sounds bad," Dean replied, his grip tightening around the weapon. "Stay here, Cas. I'll go check it out."
Cas nodded reluctantly, understanding the urgency in Dean's voice. As Dean rushed out of the room, he could hear the chaos escalating in the corridor. Following the noise, he found himself in the midst of a fierce battle. It was a werewolf attack.
The creatures, their eyes glowing with a f
