Sam didn't know what the hell was going on. Dean showing up in the middle of the night, dragging him off to look for their dad was one thing, but showing up on some resort and being told that he was supposed to work security for some place he'd never even heard of? That was enough to make Sam think that something was going on.
Pushing himself up off the bed in "his room", he ran a hand through his hair, his mind racing to try and figure out what it was that could be keeping all these people here. It had to be something that could bend reality. Right now was the first time in the last few years that Sam wished that he had kept up on his lore, because at the moment he couldn't think of a damn thing that could be doing this.
Glancing at the clock that sat on the table by the bed, he sighed. He probably should start heading off to work. Grabbing his jacket, he slung it over his shoulders and walked out the door. He stopped short, though, when a young woman going into the room next to him mentioned the name Dean. Immediately, Sam looked behind him, for any sign of his brother, only to be disappointed. "Excuse me?" He said, directing his attention back to the girl.