42 Blueberry Hill, Monday evening (before Lana's nightmare)

[givemethehunt]

Having managed to make it out of the attic earlier to try to kick the cat out (unsuccessfully), Dean was now positioned in the study with the doors closed, flipping through a few of the books he'd managed to get from the Divine Leaf before his falling out with Aziraphale, hoping to turn up anything on spontaneous cell regeneration or pyromaniacal demons.

It wasn't going well.

[ooc: for him who knows who he is.]