Sam's scream echoes on the soundtrack as the screen flares almost completely white. The camera, you see, has abruptly cross-faded itself into an into-the-sun shot. In a rather well-done effect, a Medivac helicopter gradually emerges from the glare to blot out the sun itself as it eases towards the ground. Quick shots of the still-unconscious Dean and John with neckbraces (and gauze!) being strapped onto backboards before being loaded into the chopper. Dean's still wearing his lucky amulet, by the way. Yeah. Lots of help you got from that stupid little poorly-defined trinket, Deano. As a paramedic shouts, "Significant passenger space intrusion!" -- like, duh, EMT Obvious. Have you taken even one look at their fucking car? -- Sam calls out from his own backboard, "Tell me if they're okay!" Getting no appropriate response from the pretty blonde in charge of his own transport, he bellows once more, "ARE THEY EVEN ALIVE?!" Oh, look at Puffy Sammy, finally getting all manly with the yelling and such. He's so cute!
Smash to a slow-moving pan down an almost-empty hospital corridor as a few tense strings saw away on the soundtrack. In one of the nearby rooms, Dean's profile suddenly snaps into the frame as he presumably bolts upright in bed. He blinks his great big doe eyes a couple of times before pivoting his torso around to swing his legs off the side of the bed. The shot cuts immediately to an under-the-bed perspective to catch his bare feet as they hit the linoleum. And do those bare feet make a sound? No. DUN! The camera pans up slowly to caress Jensen Ackles's scrubs-clad ass as Dean makes his somewhat bow-legged way over to the room's door. Out in the deserted hallway, Dean glances around while calling out first for his brother, then for his father, and then, still receiving no response, for anyone at all. Meanwhile, the camera's been booted to the far end of the hallway, where it plays tricky some more with the angles, this time slowly panning upwards to allow a red-lit EXIT sign to take up a full fourth of the screen in the foreground while tiny little woebegone bow-legged Dean wanders around all by his scantily-clad and barefoot lonesome in the deep and blurry background of the shot. Do you see where they're going with all of this? Good.