[welcome to Chez Dean. which is basically some random cheap-ass motel that looks like it was decorated in the 60s with horrible color combinations and decor that reflects or looks fake as hell. out the window in an interesting view of pitch dark but if you squint a bit, there may just be something moving in the dark.
overall, it seems pretty cozy and not too bad if you ignore the old cigarette burns in the mattresses and stains on the walls and ceiling. what may just be kind of hard to ignore is the arsenal of weapons Dean is working his way through cleaning.
... oh, and probably the fact that the bed he's sitting on is surrounded by a ring of salt]