[Castiel puts the camera down and stands away from it, so his back is against the wall. The camera fills with low static. There's the sound of - oddly enough, the dark sounds of thunder- as the lights in his room begin to flicker. In the blinking darkness, massive wing silhouettes show against the wall.]

[It calms, and he returns back to it.]

The Lord bore my brothers and I, and then he created you, his perfect children. And he ordered us to love you as we loved him.