My Name is Beelzebub

Hello. My name is Beelzebub, you probably know me. You were probably expecting someone else, you were probably expecting Nellwyn. I know you were expecting Nellwyn. She's the one who usually tells this story, and that makes sense because it's her story to tell. I'm here today because something is wrong with Nellwyn. She isn't right of mind, I can't begin to tell you what has happened because you may already know. Or you may not. I don't know either. All I know is that the Nellwyn you have come to know is incapable of telling this story at the moment. Sam and Dean and I will save her, I swear. But for now, I'm taking over the narrative. And I'll pick up from where Nellwyn left off before.

She didn't open the door.