You are Castiel. You and Dean have been recently getting close together. At a moment’s notice, Sam had to go on a hunt and left you guys to yourselves. You drove to a small motel always but it gave off a weird vibe. But you checked in anyways. You went to your room. It was normal expect one thing. A box with a coin slot that says, ‘15 minutes in heaven. Magic fingers. 25 cents.’ You quickly realized this wasn’t a normal hotel. “What the hell is that?” Dean says uncomfortably, pointing at it.