The guard was petrified by the scene in the solitary confinement room. If it had been any other time, if a prisoner were holding a thumb-sized test tube and yelling it was an explosive, he would have dismissed them as an idiot. But everything before his eyes forced him to believe.
At this moment, the test tube in Dean's hand, full of fibrous material, had begun to bubble furiously. Even Dean, with his usual rock-steady composure, couldn't help but grow anxious. "There are ten seconds at most before this test tube explodes! If you don't want to die, open the door now!"
His urgent tone finally snapped the guard back to reality. The guard merely glanced at the violently reacting test tube, not daring to think further. He hastily fumbled out his keys and shakily unlocked the solitary confinement door.
The moment the door opened, Dean quickly withdrew his arm, tossed the test tube inside, and rushed out of the room.
