Almost? It seems exactly like it, straight down to the abandoned ghost town and the flickering lights. Shit's haunted, Cas.

( Or, not. He doesn't know. He obviously doesn't know. )

Don't ask. ( His breath catches when Castiel asks, because thinking about that will make him think about what happened after his mundane exchange with Sam. What should've been a routine hunt, one of his last before taking on that job -- it ended. ) A job Sam and I were working on.