[Sam turns on his PORTAL, looking around a little confused. His eyebrows furrow for a moment before realizing that hey he can't talk. What even.] Hey, uh, this might be a little weird to ask, but where am I? I didn't go to sleep here and I'm pretty sure I wouldn't be feeling as good as I am now. [He pauses for a moment.] Does anyone know a Bobby
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The hell?
You showed up here two months after I- [Now he notices the blood on the jacket. Great. Radio silence.]
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Dean?
[Swallowing, glancing down at the jacket in his hands. This doesn't make any sense.]
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Sorry.
[Back to the jacket for a second.]
Uh, Jake. Where's Jake?
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This is a city made of dreams.
You're not dead. I don't know your friend, but I don't think he can hear you if he's still in your world. Is there anything else I can do to help?
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Uh, why can't I talk?
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No one can talk at night, by decree of the King, because the King cannot talk. It makes little sense to me, but that is how it is. We can only communicate mind to mind when it is dark. [N actually finds it easier. His mental speech is much clearer than his vocal speech, but it is odd to speak to humans this way.]
You can talk during the day.
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He decreed? And it affects us? [Duh, of course it can, Sam.] Sorry, kind of a stupid question.
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And I'm pretty sure you're not dead. Welcome to the wonders of Promenade.
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Promenade. Uh. Where is that?
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I don't think you're dead. I don't think any of us are. But then again, there's really no way to be sure.
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Cause it's a dream world, right? [He caught on that from Dexter.] So we could be anywhere back home.
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And a couple beers.
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Well, you aren't dead.
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Uh, thanks.
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Did you call me Moose?
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