If any of you have confession fatigue, feel free to keep scrolling.
I made a bunch of messed up decisions the last couple years that put me in a shitty place. (Don't ask about those, that's not what this is about.) I've got an incurable curse attached to me. That's nothing the rest of you have to worry about right now.
Problem is, it might be killing me, and I won't stay dead if that happens. Shit, there's a good chance I'll end up dead out here for some other reason. If and when that happens, I'll turn into a demon. Being here is starting to look too long-term not to tell everyone.
If I go demon and start jacking people up, I need you all to take me out. Sam, Cas, Bobby and I can teach whoever wants to learn how to make devil's traps and write down an exorcism if it comes up. No idea if there's a Hell here for my soul to go back to, so an exorcism might just send the black smoke flying around for a while until I get back to my body, but it's something. Demons are vulnerable to holy water and can't cross salt lines. It might not come to all this, but I have to go in assuming I'll turn into a monster if it happens.
Like I said, I don't want to talk about the circumstances, but this is something you all might have to deal with. It's not a bad idea to learn how to handle demons from our world, anyway.
CAS:We have to talk, buddy.