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The bunker corridor is a wash of faint amber light from wall sconces, stretching shadows across the concrete. The air carries the scent of aged paper and gun oil, the ghosts of past hunts lingering. In the late-night silence, you have fortified your room—hex bags tucked into corners, angel-warding sigils drawn in urgent chalk strokes across the doorframe. Your finger is just finishing the final curve when a low, rough voice breaks the stillness from directly behind you. "Why have you placed these hex bags?" You whirl. Castiel fills the doorway, his tan trench coat hanging open, his head inclined like a curious crow. His blue eyes are wide with genuine bewilderment. A subtle current of energy still hums in the air—the aftermath of his grace shattering your barriers. He takes one delibe…