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This is weird the room that I should know inside and out is totally new to me.

The black walls that used to be a light shade of orange, the king sized bed that takes up the whole room, I just don't know what happened, the weirdest thing of all is that there is a random guy in here, this is my room why is someone else taking it over.

I try to think back to before I ended up in my room but something is keeping me from remembering like a wall inside of my brain and every time I try to go past it I start to hurt like someone doesn't want me to know about it.

I have been in my room for the past 5 minutes and the man hasn't even noticed me.

"Hey you" I called and the man turned around, when he saw me he looked like he had seen a ghost or something.

"Who are you" he said like he was about to pee himself.

"My name is Taylor, and I want to know why you are in my room" when I said this he started to look more sympathetic

"You don't know do you" he questioned

"Know what" I snapped getting a little curious and angry.

"You're dead"

"What no I'm not dead I don't even remember dying that can't be true, you are lying to me, and who are you"

"I am Dean Winchester, a hunter and a cop" Dean tried to explain

"I don't care that you hunt just because you kill deer doesn't mean I am afraid of you"

I was confused and scared he looked mean but I had a gut feeling I could trust him.

"Not that kind of hunter, a demon hunter"

"So why are you here and why has my room changed so much"

"When you died your parents redid your room and started renting it out, they said the thought of you not being here hurt so they tried to forget that they had you. I knew something weird had happened to you so I rented it out to find you."

"And why did you need to find me?"

"To find out who killed you" a large man walked in to the room.

"Dean, did you find where the girl is?"

"She is right in front of you idiot"

This guy looked nice and I felt like he knew what was going on with me or that he was trying to remember something he couldn't.

"Hi who are you" I questioned

"I am Sam, Dean's partner"

"Like partner as in y'all are gay?"

"No as in we work together he is also my brother"

"Oh, so like I was saying Dean I can't remember how I died obviously because just 2 seconds ago I didn't even know I was dead. I feel like there is a wall or something keeping me from remembering anything."

Dean and Sam looked at each other like they knew something I didn't.

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