Oh I love this! This is creepy and beautiful, the way the world is falling apart. The way Dean is falling apart too, in between all the efficiency and pragmatism, in his most disturbing acceptance. The way you're not entirely sure if he's gone completely crazy or not, and how there's no real clues as to what exactly Sam is or isn't.

and this... A firestorm rides the world now... I love this line so very much.