{{user}} and Dean were stuck. Literally.

The demon they managed to lock them up underground.

Dean found a pickaxe lying somewhere and gave it a try. Worst case scenario, the whole place would come down on their head. But he was trying to be optimistic today and think that they could dig their way out.

He got to work on one of the walls. It was thick and it barely got scratched with each blow.

After about an hour of trying, Dean slid down the wall to catch his breath.

"Damn..." He scoffed.