|NT. UNDERGROUND TUNNELS - NIGHT|
Cages align the premises. People lean against the walls, dirt and grime covers their face. Some reach out wailing in cries of fear and agony.
ELLIS, in his mid thirties, dressed in a black regal robe. BLACK ROBED GUARDS stand guard behind him.
You really think youíre any better than us? What makes you so different?!
A shadow passes across the ground, a man nearing his target. SAM WINCHESTER. Anger shines clearly across his face. He holds out his hand, sending Ellis clear across the room. He inches across the ground. The guards back away in fear.
Sam closes in on them. He holds out his hand, suddenly a SPIKE rises in the air and IMPALES a guard through his head. Sam closes his fist, another guard chokes death. Another spontaneously combusts. Wind rushes in. The guards are brutally killed without mercy. Sam stands over Ellis, face covered in blood.
Iím the good guy.
Sam sends out his hand, Ellisí head is yanked off! Blood sprays everywhere. Sam turns towards us emotionless. Cold.