"See the blood." Dean gestured toward the microwave door. "See all the... blech."

You crossed your arms and leaned forward to get a better look at the small window. "Sorry, Dean. I’m not seeing it.

Dean scoffed incredulously, and shook his head, tapping his hand on the microwave door. "You don’t see the ick? It’s right there."

You shrugged and glanced over at him, entertaining his nonsense. "Okay, let’s go with you see it and I don’t. What the hell was it?"

"It was a, a little…fairy lady, okay?" He replied, sounding a bit ashamed of the revelation. However, this could make some amount of sense. He had been scouting out the local 'alien' issue in this 'middle of nowhere' town when he had been... abducted. Taken to the fairy realm, perhaps?